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Jan. 12, 2010

“Stop This Train”

In response to Seth’s question as to whether first-day-of-school nervousness goes away: I don’t think so. Today was an especially antsy first day for me. Not only was I actually excited about my classes, but it’s also my last semester here at Del Mar. Also, it helps that my schedule was pretty awesome.

The first class of the day was speech. I had signed up for speech last semester, but had to drop it because of a scheduling conflict. It was the same teacher, Mrs. Smith, and she’s just such an awesome teacher. US History was next, and I’ve got Dr. Betty, who seems nice enough. I remember someone saying something about him last semester, but I can’t remember who said it and whether it was negative or positive. Third up isn’t exactly a class. We meet with Dr. Abarca once every few months and discuss how our internships are going, etc. My last class, fiber optics ended up being cancelled because not enough people signed up for it. It was the course I was looking forward to the most, too. I’m going to talk to Mary tomorrow morning to sign up for a replacement class, because it was one that I needed for graduation.

The lady from the St. Claire building called me in between classes and asked me about my schedule, which says to me that I pretty much have the internship in the bag. However, because of my scheduling conflict, I may need to go back and talk to her again. I realized that I’ll also need to start filing taxes if I take on this job. Working at the Commissary these past three years has gotten me money without having to mess with any legal stuff. Meh, not looking forward to that.

I got a letter in the mail from Del Mar regarding financial aid, so I opened it hoping that I’d gotten some extra cash. Instead, they informed me that my application was selected to go through an extra verification process and that I’d need to attach a signed copy of my parents’ tax return. I’m guessing it’s because their income dropped so sharply in 2008 that it looks like I entered false information. I’ll just drop that off while I visit the St. Claire building tomorrow morning.

I’ve got a lot on my plate tomorrow, but it should all be relatively easy to get done. Growing up and taking on more responsibilities…eh, it’s not so bad.