the story of how my whole life changed in 2 1/2 hours
hello lovelies hopefully that painfully clickbait-ish title drew you into the messiness that will be this post. i promise that title will make sense by the end (it's not all clickbait, ya know) but we'll get there.
first and foremost, college is awesome y'all. i've already made one late night chinese food run during a thunderstorm and gone to 8 am classes with a cup of coffee in my hand (both times). i only have one class on thursdays and it's at 3:30 pm which means i slept till like 1 yesterday (the best)
okay so the crazy. so y'all may know i've planned on majoring in psych and pre med, like, forever.
WELL that's over. but it took so freakin long to get there and i'm gonna tell you how right about now!
ok so how this all started was on tuesday, we were supposed to have meetings with our academic advisors to talk about any scheduling changes we might need. so i asked my sa (student advisor) about when i should go see my advisor and she said shoot for 10:30 bc she had appointments with other students. so i showed up a little after 10:30 and she was still meeting with this other girl so i was like ok i'll hang out and wait until she's done. so i ask about not being in a science class (my parents were concerned) and she said i should go talk to this guy from the bio department and then i asked about spanish (a whole other thing) and she said i should go to registrar to see if my ib credits were there because it looked like they weren't. now it's like 10:55 and i have to be in some wellness presentation at 11 so i'm like... what about this thing for orientation and she told me going to registrar was more important. so off i go to registrar.
so i get to registrar and i ask the lady about ib credits and she said that the lady who takes care of that should be there around 11 so i sit down in the hall to wait like she told me. so i'm sitting there for like 10 mins and it's a little humid in there so i'm getting nauseous. so i eat a clif bar and drain my water bottle and i still feel gross so i walk down the hall to the bathroom and somehow this single stall bathroom is hotter than the hallway!!!! so thank god when i leave that bathroom the hallway feels cooler so i'm surviving that and at this point it's 11:20 and i haven't heard a thing so i go in and ask the lady and she was like "yeah... she was supposed to be here..." and i'm like ok wonderful i'm missing orientation for this please help. so she wanders down into registrar and finds this other lady who then prints off the chart of what counts for ib credit and sits down to try and explain it to me since the right person isn't there and i'm like... ok i've seen this a million times i literally checked this before i even got my test scores back. and then in the middle of that the right lady FINALLY shows up. so for spanish, i got conflicting information. the website said 5 or higher on the hl exam fulfills the requirement, but the chart says it counts for 6 credit hours after completing 6 hours at meredith (which is bs, why did i even take the exam??) and they told me i needed to do additional testing after my initial placement testing and she was like... talk to the head of the dept. i'm like ok cool what about english i got a 5 on that too and she's like... idk talk to the head of dept. and i'm like ok what about bio i took sl but i still got a 5 and it makes no sense to redo that class for pre med that's dumb and she literally just looked me in the face and shook her head. ooh that pissed me off. thank god i was able to leave after that.
so i leave registrar to go track down the heads of 525938 different departments. i go to joyner to look for the head of the english dept and she's not there. so i go to martin to try and find the head of the foreign language dept, and she's not there. so i ask someone else in martin and she sends me to the guy who used to be the head of the department and thank god for that guy. he basically says just go do the extra testing, you'll probably test out anyway. (side note: the lady in registrar said since i have so much experience in spanish, i should consider minoring in it! i was like sweetie if i'm trying to get out of this class what makes you think i want to minor in it??) so i did that today and fingers crossed i'll test out. i'll update when i know.
so after i leave that guy i go to the guy from the bio department, who i'd tried to visit at 9:30 but he wasn't there. so i come back when he's actually there. and he's like ok so you wanna do pre med right? and i'm like yeah, and he's like... that's weird that you're not in a science class then. so he started laying out what i needed to get into this semester (a bio class and a bio lab, which would add 4 hours to my schedule, the class had 1 seat left and the lab had 2 so i was stressed af from that). so i asked him what else i'd need going forward, and he started listing things off (gen chem 1 and 2, organic chem 1 and 2, physics 1 and 2.... all this stuff totalling to about 9 classes) and i just... my brain went "nope". so he laid everything out and was like "you'll have a 17 hour semester but that's not bad. make sure you go to your advisor NOW bc you need to get into these classes." and i was like.... ermmm okay. so i left.
so i started to walk back to ledford (psych and ed) and saw a bench in between the two buildings so me being me i sat down and started sobbing. i was having a full on breakdown (/lowkey panicking because i thought i had my life figured out and i didn't think i'd be one of the people who changed their mind when i got to college so when it did i didn't know what to do) so i called my dad and barely got out "i don't think i want to do pre med anymore" (which, unbeknownst to anyone, i'd been sitting on for a while) and he tried to calm me down and figure out what was going on (i love my dad so much) and eventually i was like "ok you need to go work, i'm gonna call my big and see if she'll take me to the counselling center bc i need someone to fix my life." so i call megan (my big) and she literally gets out of bed and comes and gets me, hugs me until i've stopped crying enough to be comprehensible, and then takes me to the wonderful professor that has fixed all of her life problems. now this lady is all set to leave when we get there, like bags packed, door locked, everything. mega comes in and is like "my little is having a crisis" and this lady unlocks her door, sits down, and tells megan to pull up a chair. she then spends like 10 minutes listening to me explain everything and then says "you may want to consider looking into public health." and i just .... !!! she's like, "it's really multidisciplinary, you can do whatever with it really, and we only need to get you into this bio class and this public health 101 class and you don't have to do either of them this semester." and i'm like,, GIRL. YES. so i ask her what she thinks i should do with my schedule and she tells me she thinks i should leave it as it is!!! i'm so crazy happy
so she sends me off because i have 5 minutes until i have to take a math placement test (it's now 1 pm btw) so i go off and find my sa group and just collapse onto the table. and my sa knew something was up so she asked if i was okay and i just said "yeah, i think i just changed my entire career path but yeah" and she laughs and then i stop and go "crap. i forgot to eat lunch." see those 2 hours i was running around? that was supposed to be my lunch break. and i'd only eaten a clif bar in registrar that day. so my amazing sa takes my camcard and goes to the cafe and gets me a sandwich so i get to just chill and eat while i take the easiest math test ever.
so that was a whole lot of words but the point is tuesday was NUTS and now it's friday and i love my classes and my writing class is gonna be hella easy bc of ib (#thanks baron) anyway if you read that whole thing thank you!!! also bc i wasn't very clear, i'm not doing psychiatry anymore bc screw chem and now i think i'm doing just psychology maybe with a double major or minor in public health and i'm sticking to adolescent psychology because i want to help people who are middle/high school age and suffering from mental illness bc ya girl has a ton of friends w it and personal experience and we all know it SUCKS!! and i don't want anyone else to go through what we have, at least not alone. so that's my shpiel. i love you all. i'm gonna go watch masterchef and eat mexican food w my big
first and foremost, college is awesome y'all. i've already made one late night chinese food run during a thunderstorm and gone to 8 am classes with a cup of coffee in my hand (both times). i only have one class on thursdays and it's at 3:30 pm which means i slept till like 1 yesterday (the best)
okay so the crazy. so y'all may know i've planned on majoring in psych and pre med, like, forever.
WELL that's over. but it took so freakin long to get there and i'm gonna tell you how right about now!
ok so how this all started was on tuesday, we were supposed to have meetings with our academic advisors to talk about any scheduling changes we might need. so i asked my sa (student advisor) about when i should go see my advisor and she said shoot for 10:30 bc she had appointments with other students. so i showed up a little after 10:30 and she was still meeting with this other girl so i was like ok i'll hang out and wait until she's done. so i ask about not being in a science class (my parents were concerned) and she said i should go talk to this guy from the bio department and then i asked about spanish (a whole other thing) and she said i should go to registrar to see if my ib credits were there because it looked like they weren't. now it's like 10:55 and i have to be in some wellness presentation at 11 so i'm like... what about this thing for orientation and she told me going to registrar was more important. so off i go to registrar.
so i get to registrar and i ask the lady about ib credits and she said that the lady who takes care of that should be there around 11 so i sit down in the hall to wait like she told me. so i'm sitting there for like 10 mins and it's a little humid in there so i'm getting nauseous. so i eat a clif bar and drain my water bottle and i still feel gross so i walk down the hall to the bathroom and somehow this single stall bathroom is hotter than the hallway!!!! so thank god when i leave that bathroom the hallway feels cooler so i'm surviving that and at this point it's 11:20 and i haven't heard a thing so i go in and ask the lady and she was like "yeah... she was supposed to be here..." and i'm like ok wonderful i'm missing orientation for this please help. so she wanders down into registrar and finds this other lady who then prints off the chart of what counts for ib credit and sits down to try and explain it to me since the right person isn't there and i'm like... ok i've seen this a million times i literally checked this before i even got my test scores back. and then in the middle of that the right lady FINALLY shows up. so for spanish, i got conflicting information. the website said 5 or higher on the hl exam fulfills the requirement, but the chart says it counts for 6 credit hours after completing 6 hours at meredith (which is bs, why did i even take the exam??) and they told me i needed to do additional testing after my initial placement testing and she was like... talk to the head of the dept. i'm like ok cool what about english i got a 5 on that too and she's like... idk talk to the head of dept. and i'm like ok what about bio i took sl but i still got a 5 and it makes no sense to redo that class for pre med that's dumb and she literally just looked me in the face and shook her head. ooh that pissed me off. thank god i was able to leave after that.
so i leave registrar to go track down the heads of 525938 different departments. i go to joyner to look for the head of the english dept and she's not there. so i go to martin to try and find the head of the foreign language dept, and she's not there. so i ask someone else in martin and she sends me to the guy who used to be the head of the department and thank god for that guy. he basically says just go do the extra testing, you'll probably test out anyway. (side note: the lady in registrar said since i have so much experience in spanish, i should consider minoring in it! i was like sweetie if i'm trying to get out of this class what makes you think i want to minor in it??) so i did that today and fingers crossed i'll test out. i'll update when i know.
so after i leave that guy i go to the guy from the bio department, who i'd tried to visit at 9:30 but he wasn't there. so i come back when he's actually there. and he's like ok so you wanna do pre med right? and i'm like yeah, and he's like... that's weird that you're not in a science class then. so he started laying out what i needed to get into this semester (a bio class and a bio lab, which would add 4 hours to my schedule, the class had 1 seat left and the lab had 2 so i was stressed af from that). so i asked him what else i'd need going forward, and he started listing things off (gen chem 1 and 2, organic chem 1 and 2, physics 1 and 2.... all this stuff totalling to about 9 classes) and i just... my brain went "nope". so he laid everything out and was like "you'll have a 17 hour semester but that's not bad. make sure you go to your advisor NOW bc you need to get into these classes." and i was like.... ermmm okay. so i left.
so i started to walk back to ledford (psych and ed) and saw a bench in between the two buildings so me being me i sat down and started sobbing. i was having a full on breakdown (/lowkey panicking because i thought i had my life figured out and i didn't think i'd be one of the people who changed their mind when i got to college so when it did i didn't know what to do) so i called my dad and barely got out "i don't think i want to do pre med anymore" (which, unbeknownst to anyone, i'd been sitting on for a while) and he tried to calm me down and figure out what was going on (i love my dad so much) and eventually i was like "ok you need to go work, i'm gonna call my big and see if she'll take me to the counselling center bc i need someone to fix my life." so i call megan (my big) and she literally gets out of bed and comes and gets me, hugs me until i've stopped crying enough to be comprehensible, and then takes me to the wonderful professor that has fixed all of her life problems. now this lady is all set to leave when we get there, like bags packed, door locked, everything. mega comes in and is like "my little is having a crisis" and this lady unlocks her door, sits down, and tells megan to pull up a chair. she then spends like 10 minutes listening to me explain everything and then says "you may want to consider looking into public health." and i just .... !!! she's like, "it's really multidisciplinary, you can do whatever with it really, and we only need to get you into this bio class and this public health 101 class and you don't have to do either of them this semester." and i'm like,, GIRL. YES. so i ask her what she thinks i should do with my schedule and she tells me she thinks i should leave it as it is!!! i'm so crazy happy
so she sends me off because i have 5 minutes until i have to take a math placement test (it's now 1 pm btw) so i go off and find my sa group and just collapse onto the table. and my sa knew something was up so she asked if i was okay and i just said "yeah, i think i just changed my entire career path but yeah" and she laughs and then i stop and go "crap. i forgot to eat lunch." see those 2 hours i was running around? that was supposed to be my lunch break. and i'd only eaten a clif bar in registrar that day. so my amazing sa takes my camcard and goes to the cafe and gets me a sandwich so i get to just chill and eat while i take the easiest math test ever.
so that was a whole lot of words but the point is tuesday was NUTS and now it's friday and i love my classes and my writing class is gonna be hella easy bc of ib (#thanks baron) anyway if you read that whole thing thank you!!! also bc i wasn't very clear, i'm not doing psychiatry anymore bc screw chem and now i think i'm doing just psychology maybe with a double major or minor in public health and i'm sticking to adolescent psychology because i want to help people who are middle/high school age and suffering from mental illness bc ya girl has a ton of friends w it and personal experience and we all know it SUCKS!! and i don't want anyone else to go through what we have, at least not alone. so that's my shpiel. i love you all. i'm gonna go watch masterchef and eat mexican food w my big
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