I hated my Chemistry subject when I was in my freshman year of college. I don’t really know, but it seems that atoms, molecules, sodium chloride, nitrogen sulfate *the list goes on and on) don’t seem to like me at all. These terminologies would just bounce back and repel from me when I encounter these them.
The only moment I enjoyed the class is because of my groupmates who were also a bunch of weirdos on their own right. We were tasked by our professor to create a report about Raw Polymers. However, all I remember is how we were able to survive that report. But one thing for sure I know about the topic, it’s commonly termed as “plastic”; and I guess that that’ll be what will stick on my head for a long time.
We were looking for chip sets, keyboard, mouse pad and computer memory online for buy and sell purposes. Ordered it online bring it back home and sell it among friends and peers at a decent price. Well that my friend’s business at the moment and since I love, love shopping I sorta assisted in searching online for these products that are sold at a cheaper price so he can resell them when he gets home. Hopefully I’d get a commission. (hehehe)
9 units for the summer is such a brain drain, especially if your professors knew to the core what they’re doing. My first class, all about the research process, is causing me terrible bouts of migraine but I welcome it. I’ve given her my problem, we have to select one of the three we’ve come up with and give out a brief rationale, you know just a draft. Showed her my work, (she has time for everybody) and she asked me questions that took me a while to figure out an answer. Its like being crossed-examined and she reminds me of a professor I had back then in the undergrad still in the same subject who offered me a scholarship in Literature for my masters which didn’t come to fruition seeing that am taking SPED instead.
Psychology and Guidance aint so bad but the professors kinda hellish, am given my topic already for discussion and boy doesn’t she have lots of requirements. What scares me is that this subject is s’pose to be taken alongside Intro to Special Education w/c unfortunately I have not enrolled. I’ll take it next semester, she said am taking a very high risk of taking Psych first but its all up to me.
She’s a challenge and I’ll prove to her I can do it, after all am on LOA, no work to worry about … only school, school, school … and the desire to graduate by March.
I sometimes wake up at the middle of the night wondering what happened in my dream, because I would often dream about my friends that are far beyond my reach or even just my sight. I can’t deny the fact that I miss them, in some way or another. I would sometimes imagine the idea of just buying a phone card and calling them just for the heck of it. But as always, it seems it will just be an elusive thought, not really bound to happen in the real sense. I don’t know really, if the problem is with me of wanting to connect myself back to these people who had been a part of my life or I’m just thinking way too much that I lose my sense in the process of reminiscing.
But going back to the dilemma, I don’t think I’m in that stage anymore, the “wanting things to be they were” stage. I figured that as one grows older, then everybody does as well. You don’t have to figure it out in the end; you just have to let it be. If you contradict time, there’s no use of wasting your effort because you need to move forward, not the other way around. So the question traces itself back, what’s keeping me from contacting them? I still don’t know.
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