I'm done with classes! I'm home! I'm having to get used to not living with one fun person, and living with my parents. Damn.
No more ASU!
I did better than I thought I would this semester. yayyyyyyyy.
College Algebra - D - (Nathan Crowder, you suckkkk)
North Carolina History - C- - I knew I didn't do well, but damn. I gave that man a 195 page project.
Intro to Business - A- - I loved this class, and I made a 100 on my econ paper..go me!
History of Photography - A - I loved this class, too. And I'm going to miss Pac...
So, an A, A-, C-, and D. I'm pissed I got a "D" in freaking COLLEGE ALGEBRA (Mrs. Martin would shoot me), but Nathan Crowder will be attacked one day by ninjas, I'm convinced of this), but I made two As and that makes me happy!
Currently looking forward to UNC-Asheville this fall, and looking for a summer job...
I'll try to keep you posted.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Someone should tell Vera she's not COACH:
NO.
YES.
And while we're looking at Coach handbags, may I remind you, my 20th is coming up...August 31...
...just planting the seed.
Courtney is...
Currently hating any and all things to do with North Carolina History and the History of Photography right now.
Buuuuuuuuut, I'm DONE with Business!
1 down, 3 to go!
ps- Kat, I don't want to hear it...I know you're already done.
Buuuuuuuuut, I'm DONE with Business!
1 down, 3 to go!
ps- Kat, I don't want to hear it...I know you're already done.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
.::Check list::.
- 5 page business paper and charts - Tuesday April 24 9:30pm
- Business final - Tuesday April 24 9:30am
- Photography final - e-mail by Friday, April 27, 10:00pm
- STUDY ASS OFF FOR NORTH CAROLINA HISTORY FINAL
- North Carolina History Final - Friday, April 27, 3 pm
- STUDY ASS OFF FOR MATH FINAL
- Math Final - Wednesday, May 2 9am
Counting down the days 'til May 2....
Friday, April 20, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Breathe, just breathe.
First, holy shit it's April 17........when the FUCK did that happen??
It seems like the semester has FLOWN by...now.
About 3 months ago, I was freaking out and realllllly considering withdrawing from school. Things are muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch better now.
But tonight, I was starting to pack up my room, and I actually got a little bit sad. Sad's not the right word to use, and I'm too lazy to turn around and ask my roommate if she knows an alternative (she's super good at that stuff).
By the way, the roommate situation has gotten SOOO much better this semester. I've let go of the fact I have to deal with living with another person, and I've embraced the experience of living with another person, and learning things about them and how I interact with others.
That has all been a pleasant re-cap of the semester so that I can get on to my real point.
I applied, in December, to UNC-Asheville. I've been freaking out ever since.
When I sent in the application, I felt pretty good about it. Then, I called the university about three weeks later, just to check and make sure they got all of my transcripts (since there were three of them). I got a man named B. Barton, who would be my advisor, if I get in. He told me that my GPA was a little lower than what they normally accept, but that I should write a short "personal statement" about why I had done so badly last semester, and how I'm on a much better track now, and why I want to attend UNC-A.
So, I wrote the letter, I e-mailed it, and then I called him back about a week later, just to get the scoop. He had gotten my letter, and put it with my file. So now, all I had to do was wait.
One week later I had the worst week of my life. I had been back from Christmas Break for a month, getting back into the swing of classes, getting used to my new schedule, and all that jazz. But, I had a nervous breakdown of some sort.
I cried, all the time. Randomly in the middle of class, in the middle of dinner, and especially on the phone with people. I couldn't hold it together. It took about two weeks to get back to normal, but I never thought I would. This was the time that I thought SERIOUSLY about withdrawing from school, going home, and getting a job...and getting back to normal.
I feel a lot better now. I think that I was just overwhelmed by a lot of things going on with school and life. I'm dealing now, though.
I have come out of this experience with the notion that I have just wasted an academic year at Appalachian State University. I blame App for being miserable the whole year. I don't like it here, and won't be returning next year.
Thing is, today is April 17...well, actually now it's April 18, and letters to transfer students applying to UNC-A were supposed to go out yesterday (or April 16).
So, yesterday, after not being able to sleep for the past month or so, I called UNC-A and simply asked if the decisions had been mailed out yet.
The lady on the phone was quick, and just said that all the decisions hadn't been made yet, and that the final round of letters would be mailed out by Friday.
WHAT? They were SUPPOSED to ALREADY be out! They were supposed to be on their way to nervous students everywhere. What's going on?!?!!?
So, I enlisted Randy into my quest to find my letter.
Randy went by admissions, and could only get the same information I could. All letters hadn't been mailed out yet, last batch of letters would go out by Friday.
But, I can't handle it. I seriously haven't slept for the past month. I'm freaking out. I can't deal with not knowing any longer.
The reason is, that this is the first time in my life where I didn't have a back up plan. Last year, I already knew that I was going to Appalachian State University, but even when I applied, I knew I would get in. At UNC-A, I'm at the bottom of the barrel in selections. My GPA is shitty from last semester, and this will be the third college I will attend, if I get in.
So, to make things worse, I found my old transcript from Surry. When B. Barton figured up my current GPA (Surry and App combined), he figured it with my second semester at Surry GPA, not my third. The third semester I was there I had 6 classes at a time which included Chemistry, Philosophy, and British Literature. Needless to say, up until last semester, it was my worst school term ever. So, the fact that he averaged my GPA using a better number, just means that I'm even farther down on the list, because I thought I was closer to the 2.75 guaranteed admissions GPA than I am.
So, I'm not sleeping, I'm eating terribly, I can't focus on school work because I'm so worried, I have MAD heartburn, and I can't go on like this much longer.
I'm freaking out. I don't know what I'm going to do if I don't get in. I can't deal with this any longer.
I want this soooo badly. I want a small school, with a small campus, with small classes. I want a real dorm experience. I want to live in a larger city, farther from home. I want to get my college education. I want to be happy.
Clearly now, I am not.
For anyone who actually read this entire rant, I appreciate it more than you could ever know. I needed to get things off my chest and attempt to relax. I shall keep you all posted (I promise, I know I've been slack the past...um..year). But would you keep your fingers crossed for me??
Thank you for your time.
It seems like the semester has FLOWN by...now.
About 3 months ago, I was freaking out and realllllly considering withdrawing from school. Things are muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch better now.
But tonight, I was starting to pack up my room, and I actually got a little bit sad. Sad's not the right word to use, and I'm too lazy to turn around and ask my roommate if she knows an alternative (she's super good at that stuff).
By the way, the roommate situation has gotten SOOO much better this semester. I've let go of the fact I have to deal with living with another person, and I've embraced the experience of living with another person, and learning things about them and how I interact with others.
That has all been a pleasant re-cap of the semester so that I can get on to my real point.
I applied, in December, to UNC-Asheville. I've been freaking out ever since.
When I sent in the application, I felt pretty good about it. Then, I called the university about three weeks later, just to check and make sure they got all of my transcripts (since there were three of them). I got a man named B. Barton, who would be my advisor, if I get in. He told me that my GPA was a little lower than what they normally accept, but that I should write a short "personal statement" about why I had done so badly last semester, and how I'm on a much better track now, and why I want to attend UNC-A.
So, I wrote the letter, I e-mailed it, and then I called him back about a week later, just to get the scoop. He had gotten my letter, and put it with my file. So now, all I had to do was wait.
One week later I had the worst week of my life. I had been back from Christmas Break for a month, getting back into the swing of classes, getting used to my new schedule, and all that jazz. But, I had a nervous breakdown of some sort.
I cried, all the time. Randomly in the middle of class, in the middle of dinner, and especially on the phone with people. I couldn't hold it together. It took about two weeks to get back to normal, but I never thought I would. This was the time that I thought SERIOUSLY about withdrawing from school, going home, and getting a job...and getting back to normal.
I feel a lot better now. I think that I was just overwhelmed by a lot of things going on with school and life. I'm dealing now, though.
I have come out of this experience with the notion that I have just wasted an academic year at Appalachian State University. I blame App for being miserable the whole year. I don't like it here, and won't be returning next year.
Thing is, today is April 17...well, actually now it's April 18, and letters to transfer students applying to UNC-A were supposed to go out yesterday (or April 16).
So, yesterday, after not being able to sleep for the past month or so, I called UNC-A and simply asked if the decisions had been mailed out yet.
The lady on the phone was quick, and just said that all the decisions hadn't been made yet, and that the final round of letters would be mailed out by Friday.
WHAT? They were SUPPOSED to ALREADY be out! They were supposed to be on their way to nervous students everywhere. What's going on?!?!!?
So, I enlisted Randy into my quest to find my letter.
Randy went by admissions, and could only get the same information I could. All letters hadn't been mailed out yet, last batch of letters would go out by Friday.
But, I can't handle it. I seriously haven't slept for the past month. I'm freaking out. I can't deal with not knowing any longer.
The reason is, that this is the first time in my life where I didn't have a back up plan. Last year, I already knew that I was going to Appalachian State University, but even when I applied, I knew I would get in. At UNC-A, I'm at the bottom of the barrel in selections. My GPA is shitty from last semester, and this will be the third college I will attend, if I get in.
So, to make things worse, I found my old transcript from Surry. When B. Barton figured up my current GPA (Surry and App combined), he figured it with my second semester at Surry GPA, not my third. The third semester I was there I had 6 classes at a time which included Chemistry, Philosophy, and British Literature. Needless to say, up until last semester, it was my worst school term ever. So, the fact that he averaged my GPA using a better number, just means that I'm even farther down on the list, because I thought I was closer to the 2.75 guaranteed admissions GPA than I am.
So, I'm not sleeping, I'm eating terribly, I can't focus on school work because I'm so worried, I have MAD heartburn, and I can't go on like this much longer.
I'm freaking out. I don't know what I'm going to do if I don't get in. I can't deal with this any longer.
I want this soooo badly. I want a small school, with a small campus, with small classes. I want a real dorm experience. I want to live in a larger city, farther from home. I want to get my college education. I want to be happy.
Clearly now, I am not.
For anyone who actually read this entire rant, I appreciate it more than you could ever know. I needed to get things off my chest and attempt to relax. I shall keep you all posted (I promise, I know I've been slack the past...um..year). But would you keep your fingers crossed for me??
Thank you for your time.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
GSE! GSE!
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
They reach the sky
They reach the sky
And like my dreams they fade and die
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air.
United! United!
Great movie, a must seeeee!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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