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Today = Not So Good
Sep. 30th, 2002 09:10 pmIt started with realizing that I slept through the time I was going to give myself for finishing up studying for my genetics exam and work on my lab reports and prelab stuff. I got up in enough time to walk to school and even have some time to check my e-mail before the exam.
And in my e-mail I found comments from most of my professors, sent via my adviser.
( What they said )
Then I went to the exam and probably bombed it, partly becasue I completely blanked on the specifics of the Hershey & Chase experiment. Then I rushed to finish my lab reports for o-chem (which I did) and the prelab stuff for today's o-chem lab (which I did not). Then I go to lab, finish what prelab stuff was vital, start the lab, and turn in my lab reports. During the hour I waited for my reaction to reflux, Alan looked at my lab notebook and basically told me I suck. Not in so few words, however. And now my dad is getting frantic about wanting to hear from me.
So it hasn't been the greatest day. It seems like this place hates me. Or just wants to make it really hard for me to stay here. Once again today I had the thought of running far, far away, as fast as I can. Or taking the next plane back to New Mexico, transferring to UNM and being a theater major. But I will stay here, dammit. I just need to drop a couple classes to be able to keep it all under control.
If I felt more organized, I would put all of this in a Sunilian entry using the lyrics of the song I'm listening to. It's been stuck in my head all day and is almost surprisingly apt.
But for now, I must go home. There are things to do there.
And in my e-mail I found comments from most of my professors, sent via my adviser.
( What they said )
Then I went to the exam and probably bombed it, partly becasue I completely blanked on the specifics of the Hershey & Chase experiment. Then I rushed to finish my lab reports for o-chem (which I did) and the prelab stuff for today's o-chem lab (which I did not). Then I go to lab, finish what prelab stuff was vital, start the lab, and turn in my lab reports. During the hour I waited for my reaction to reflux, Alan looked at my lab notebook and basically told me I suck. Not in so few words, however. And now my dad is getting frantic about wanting to hear from me.
So it hasn't been the greatest day. It seems like this place hates me. Or just wants to make it really hard for me to stay here. Once again today I had the thought of running far, far away, as fast as I can. Or taking the next plane back to New Mexico, transferring to UNM and being a theater major. But I will stay here, dammit. I just need to drop a couple classes to be able to keep it all under control.
If I felt more organized, I would put all of this in a Sunilian entry using the lyrics of the song I'm listening to. It's been stuck in my head all day and is almost surprisingly apt.
But for now, I must go home. There are things to do there.
