Skip to main content

Down the rocky road.

So I may or may not be freaking out about college at this point, and by may or may not I of course mean absolutely am. I mean, I'm just totally fucked. I have so many requirements as yet unfulfilled. It's awful. I just feel so lost and unprepared--and all of a sudden, too. I'm so behind on my geology plan--my fucking major--that it's pathetic. In fact, I haven't even declared a major yet, apparently. I'm wrapping up my third year as an undeclared geosciences student. There's just something wrong with that. And I've barely even considered pre-medical requirements.Recommendation letters? Three of them? From who? I don't know any of my professors well enough to ask them for anything. I don't have any hospital volunteering stuff. I'm not, like, the president of some organization. I don't even think I'm in any organizations. I don't go to UT Grotto meetings anymore. I don't even know when they are. For fuck's sake I don't even go to the Undergraduate Geology Society meetings and I'm an undergraduate and a geologist.

I'm trying my best not to just freak out completely and shut down because I know that won't do me any good. At least, I think it won't. Man, who even knows. Right now, tonight, I have no idea about anything, really. For the next couple of hours I'll overreact and just let myself be overwhelmed and deal with it all in the morning.

Comments

Carolynn said…
When I was growing up, my mom used to say, "How do you eat an elephant?"

and I'd be a little cunt and say "GOSH MOM, NO ONE EATS ELEPHANTS ANYWAY, YOU ARE FULL OF CRAP."

And she'd clear her throat and say, "One bite at a time, Carolynn, one bite at a time. And don't be a smartass."

I don't know if I've told you that anecdote, but whenever I feel in over my head, I think about things like that. One bite at a time. One assignment, one small goal, one deadline at a time. A lack of planning can get you, the tunnel vision might not always helps but it helps you take every step you need in the malaise and uncertainty. Every step takes you from where you've been to where you're going, every single one, so think about those in such little detail that the big picture is in the horizon. So, stare at your feet.
Brea said…
Aw =( it's going to be okay!
You may not have some of the requirements you think you MUST have for these applications and such, but if you have determination you can get anywhere you want to be!
Don't panic, take a deep breath, and just do what you can~ The rest will fall in place ~ You can do it!!

Popular posts from this blog

Pseudo-science (like psych).

I consider myself a man of science. I try to approach problems and deal with them logically, using observations previously recorded to handle new problems. So of course my interest was piqued when someone I knew posited that men are needier and more complicated than women. An interesting theory. But to properly examine it, one must understand the concept of sexual selection and its two aspects: male competition and female choice. Which brings us to point one: men are needier [in relationships] than women. This is true. In a natural/primal setting, the males are generally love-'em-leave-'em kinds of guys. Their main objective is to reproduce as much as they can. Humans, in their infinite wisdom, have decreased the emphasis on this to the point where it has become a footnote in male purpose. Civilization dictates that, instead of finding a partner for the sole purpose of reproduction, males find females for life companionship. With the effective removal of their natur...

I'm a geologist, not an alcoholic.

I thought I had seen people drink before. Hell, I thought that I had drank before. But, clearly, I thought wrong on both of those counts. I cannot, for the life of me, think of a reason to justify all of the drinking that transpired down there last week. There was no rhyme or reason to it, it just was. Field work just makes a man thirsty. Taking this class was easily one of the best things I've ever done. We worked hard every day out in the field. Wake up at 7, leave the beach house by 8, hit the water by 9. My first three field days were in service on the R/V Acadiana , a 58 foot vessel that towed the CHIRP fish , the air gun, and the streamer to measure all the seismic data--looking at the subsurface of the seafloor we drove over. My second ship was the R/V Itasca using the multibeam , sidescan , and grab sampler --getting seafloor surface bathymetry. They were long, exhausting days and we returned to the docks around 6 or 7 every evening. And then, drinking. So much ...

Yeah, that is not okay.

So stuff is okay, I guess. Things are alright. My friend and I are actually making some decent headway on our project. It's been such a long time since I've made a movie. Actually made a movie. Not just started it. I feel pretty good about where this is going, though. That's good. It's a good thing. I'm pretty excited about it, honestly. I think the scripts we've written so far are pretty funny. They are probably not as funny as I think. I tend to get unreasonably close to my work. That's okay, I guess. I think a lot of people tend to do that. It makes it hard to hear criticism. I have no problem with handing out the criticisms, though. That's always fun. Actually it is not all that fun. I know how they feel. That's okay. We're just having some casting issues, I guess. We're planning for a lot of side characters to come in for one-shots episodes, but we haven't quite managed to fill those out. Or develop the characters...