The Crisis Has Passed

Heh, now I get to worry about new things! :D

I got the writing class taken care of, but man did it take some dancing around the yellow tape. I think I emailed about 19o834 people, and eventually someone told me that English 305 was an acceptable substitute. Naturally, only students majoring/minoring in english can take it, so I had to go to the English department and grovel for a seat in the class. I offered that lady everything. Before she even spoke a word I told her I'd give her letters of recommendation, samples of my writing abilities, one of my limbs, my first born child, etc etc. It turns out she was more than happy to put me in the class--she even told me I'd 'love it.' I doubt this, but hey, I left with a smile.

The class is fastpace--three hours a day four days a week for four weeks, but I'm ready. And hell yes I can kick off my summer early.

I spoke to a woman at Ferris in charge of advising students and she told me it's not uncommon for them to go 50-60 students into the waiting list. Last year they got up to #230. I'm not going to rely on this hope, but it gave me all the more motivation to make sure I got this class taken care of in the event that they reach me and I end up going. There's a big possibility. I'm as hopelessly excited to think about it as I am deathly afraid.

Now that this obstacle has been beaten back (and you better believe I'm o so proud of myself for accomplishing all this mess in just two days), I have a large list of worries to accomplish over the summer months.

To do list:
1) Get a car, get on the insurance
2) Figure out how I'm going to pay for this pharmacy school thing. Financial Aid, you're my best friend.
3) How the heck do I transfer schools?
4) And where in the world am I going to live?

These things scare me as I realize more and more that no one will hold my hand through the growing-up processes anymore. I've got to do it all for myself, mostly on my own, and the thought of it is intimidating. Leaving behind WMU and everything I've found here is another story that I don't even like to think about, but tell me what else can I do? If they get to my number and I go in the fall... I'll be a pharmacist in four years. Four years to muscle my brain through, and I'll be free to take on the world. I have every reason to be afraid, but I've wanted to start my life for so long now. Here's my chance to be excited about a head-start. I have to tell myself to want it, because I know once it's here I'll be glad for it.

I also registered for fall classes (FINALLY). I've been stressed about that as well. I'm taking Ocean Systems, Intro into Asian Art History, Literature and Culture of the US, and Human Physiology (and lab), which gives me a total of 15 credits. Not bad. But what a crazy assortment of classes! You people must think I'm nuts. But Human Phys. wraps up my lower level bio courses, and the others finish off all of my Gen. Ed requirements except for CS 1000 or whatever it is. By the end of this semester I'll have my Chem minor, and after the fall I'll only have Physics I & II and two upper level biology courses to take before WMU can kiss me goodbye with a Bachelors Degree in Biomedical Sciences. Le wow.

To be honest though, the moment a pharmacy school says "we want you," be it this summer or next spring, I'll be leaving this degree in my dust. Pharm D just sounds so much cooler than Bachelors.

*whew!* I think that just about covers all the bases. I solemnly vow to not make my next entry about school, for your better enjoyment.

Thanks for reading. :)