15th May, 2008
This Is Slowly Improving
Slowly, things are getting better. The last few days have just been a mush of days blurring together.
Monday was uneventful. I went to work, saw my doctor, took a nap after crying, then woke up to cry some more.
Tuesday was… a little more interesting. It didn’t exactly improve, but I didn’t feel the same shitty feeling I had felt the day before. I ended up talking to the advisor for the Social Welfare undergraduate program and because of my current unit standing, he had to process my petition to declare a major right away. Normally, if I’m applying the semester I’m also taking the last prerequisite(s), then I would have been placed on a waiting list. They only accept 130 students a year and waiting list kids aren’t always guaranteed a spot right away by the start of a new semester. However, I was different. I had too many units. If I had accumulated another 15 units (from the university, not including transfers), I would have hit the unit cap to declare a major. I don’t know what happens, but I assume at lot more work goes into trying to declare a major by then.
So finally, after three years, I have a major again. The psychology and economics were never definite; I needed to get in first and because both are impacted, my chances of getting in depended on my GPA. I wasn’t exactly thrilled about the news, but at least I got one more thing taken care of. Now I have to plan out a schedule. If I really want to, I can cram all my classes in the next two semesters and a summer following that, I can graduate during my expected time. My cousin thinks that I should take my time since I’m still not sure what I want and because it would be best for me to try and enjoy college as much as I can. I’m not sure yet what I want to do; I have to wait until I see what I can take in the Fall and whatnot.
Today was mostly uneventful. As soon as I got off of work, I got a call from BART boy and we set up a date to meet up later tonight. I took a nap so that I wouldn’t be tired later tonight and decided to get my nails done again. I had gotten a manicure on Thursday in preparation for the banquet and the wedding, but my nails get really bad, so the polish already started chipping. I tried to repaint it a different color, but within a day, that started to chip too. I know that most men don’t really notice the nails too often, but I do and it would have driven me nuts. I ended up showing up about ten minutes late, but hopefully it was okay.
We went to see Iron Man since neither of us had seen it before. It was an alright movie. I wish there was more action though; it wasn’t as intense as other ones that I’ve seen I suppose. Afterwards, I took him to my favorite restaurant in Berkeley: the Vietnamese restaurant that reminded me of home. It was a new experience for him and I’m glad he liked it. Parting ways was the awkward part of the night, but he did suggest that we should try to set something up later this week, so who knows?
God, everyone knows how much I need to move on by now. It’s been way too long and it’s going to be hard, but I have to start somewhere, right? One step at a time, Maria, one step at a time.
Tags: BART Boy, dating, doctor, school
Posted at 12:24 am |
On May 16, 2008 at 1:34 pm Julie said:
May 16, 2008 at 1:34 pm
Well if you want to do it like I did, once my major was declared (and I had to do the same as you, petition because I had too many units to just switch to the major normally), I tried to get all my classes in, taking a heavy load, so that I can finish relatively on time. I think it might be too stressful for you, but if you can hack it, it’s better to be done with it and let yourself move on. I’m glad you had a nice date with BART boy. It’s a good start to moving on.