Good and Bad News for Me

So the good news is that the semester is over, and I think my classes went well. I hope A's. We'll see. And I did get into study abroad, yea! I'll be leaving for orientation in Cairns in the first week of July. I am incredulous. I walk around with a stuffed koala who has velcro arms on my wrist pretty much all the time-that is how much I cannot wait. And the less-than-two months will go by so quickly, just like this semester, heck, this whole school year did. I'm taking a group flight. I hope it will be fun (since I'll be traveling 14+ hours, and that is just from LA, not Chicago), and that I meet nice people. The ticket was ridiculously expensive, but convenient. And I have a stopover planned for Auckland before I come back home in Dec. I think I may have to shorten the length of that stay down to a few days instead of 11, though, especially if I don't find anyone else to travel with me. That will cost more, of course. Crap. I don't know where I am going to live. There's no campus housing available, but Australearn offered pre-arranged housing. It's too far from campus (30 min.) by walking, and it is inland. I figure if I am going to have to walk 30 min, I might as well be closer to the beach. But I think it would be more reasonable to live near campus. The other kids in my orientation are like me, with no housing yet. So I hope to meet at least one other nice person that I could look for a place with. Eek. There are pretty much only 2 or 3 things I am really worried about, concerning Australia. The money I am making my parents spend, the level of difficulty of classes, etc. I sure hope it will all be worth it. Onto the bad news. I took the MCAT, and I know I did horribly. I even think one of my essays wasn't saved by the computer. That can't help my score. It should take only 30 days to get my score, but it still hasn't been put up. That is fine by me. Though I would like to know if I have to take it again, instead of just waiting for my doom. I have to finish the first part of my med school app. before leaving. So the other major bad news is I have no frakin clue who to ask or how to get letters of recommendations. I made a list of possible profs and TAs (who I will probably end up asking) and it all just seems so unreasonable, to ask people I really don't know well. Other than brown-nosing, there's nothing else I could have possibly done to get to know profs better. 90% of my classes have been huge lectures. I don't stick out from the sea of students. I am incredibly blendable. I also think it is stupid to waste the prof's time and be annoying, if I understand the material fine and am getting an A. Some profs make it painfully obvious that we are wasting their time by just breathing. I also don't know how to ask for one. I have no clue when office hours are, so that leaves e-mail, which seems rude and impersonal. like "hey remember me, this font should remind you of my face and that i was in your class" Another problem with meeting them in person is that I am back home now, hours from Chicago, and it is really difficult to just up and go there. I would have to coordinate it all in one trip- asking 3 people for recommendations, that is. Clearly impossible. I'm screwed. Oh and my med program never got back to me. So maybe I need not bother with the MCAT, the apps, the recoms; all of it would be utterly pointless if they haven't fixed their problem with me. I have been waiting since Dec. for all of this to clear up; that is a long time to wait when one is in absolutely no way at fault, as is my case. I really hope that music prof does not have tenure and they fire him as soon as possible. He has almost single-handedly ruined me, with the help of some other lazy school workers, and I did not do a damn thing wrong, besides go to class every day and get an A. Pardon me. I feel so hopeless; I am surprised I did not run away from this accursed school sooner (we're talking strictly undergrad here). This school is so frustrating, for me, for everyone that has ever attended, and not in the academic sense. In the administrative sense. Everyone gets screwed in some way. Did I mention that my little sister so stupidly decided to attend the same school as me? She is a fool if I ever saw one. Can't say I didn't warn her. I did my part by exhuding three years worth of complaints, and she seems to have not taken any heed. Fool, I repeat. But I really know nothing about her major or anyone that has completed that degree, so maybe she'll be ok. I only know sciences (and psych). If she was doing those, she'd be guaranteed to be fudge- muffined. But I guess it's worth a crappy school, to be able to live in Chicago. We'll see.