I have spent the last two weeks on the runaround, making appointments with professors, advisers and advising assistants, sending emails back and forth with the aforementioned people, perusing my school’s course catalog countless times and becoming very, very well-acquainted with (color coded) Excel spreadsheets I created.

If anyone can guess what I was trying to sort out, then brownie points for you.

Guessed it? Good. Cause if the guess was, “Sounds like Manda was trying to figure out and/or declare her major and minor as well as decide if she would be able to pursue an undergraduate certificate in the two years she has left of college,” then that would be the correct guess.

After many incidents where I wound up trying to refrain from having a panic attack and/or tearing out my hair, I think I finally have the components of my undergraduate degree all figured out. Provided that a communications class is offered when I am abroad in Beijing next year and that I will be able to do a Chinese language independent study throughout my senior year, I am set to graduate with a major in communication, a minor in the Chinese Language and an undergraduate certificate in Asian Studies.

I really hate how the crux of this plan revolves around variables I can’t control, but it’s the best option that I’ve got right now, particularly if I want to officially incorporate all of my fields of study into my degree. Worst case scenario, I’ll have to drop the Asian Studies certificate. Although I really, really hope that won’t happen, because then all of the credits I have for China/Asia will just become electives, with the exception of the credits that count for my language minor.

Either way, I’m taking this plan and running with it. I have all of my declaration of major/minor/certificate forms filled out, signed and handed in, so as of now, this is my current plan of action. I’ll report back on my degree when graduation rolls around and let you know if it all worked out!

Cross-posted from breakthesky.net. Please leave any comments there.

Ever since I completed a major project in early February, I’ve been anxiously awaiting the results. The nature of this project means that even though it was completed towards the beginning of the semester, the results aren’t known until the end of the semester. Obviously, this is incredibly frustrating for an impatient person like myself, and I’ve been doing my best to not think about it all semester. I’ve been doing pretty well, but now that it’s down to the wire, I am finding it harder and harder not to think about it.

It’s strange, because even though I know I can’t do anything about it now, I feel more anxious over the project than I did before I handed it in. Before the deadline I could tweak the project if necessary, but now there’s absolutely nothing I can do except wait. I’ve been doing pretty good with the waiting, but as each day gets closer and closer to the possibility of finding out about the results I find myself fretting over it more and more. The fact that there is no set date as to when the results are announced makes it difficult to wait, too. In theory, I could be finding out about it any day now, which is terrifying yet thrilling at the same time.

If nothing else, I am learning how to become patient throughout this process. But my goodness, being patient is hard! The hardest part, I think, is not even the waiting. It’s the not knowing. I am the type of person who has to know everything, and having information withheld from me is pretty much torture. So, this whole experience has definitely been quite the learning curve. Hopefully it all works out in the end…

Question of the Week: What are some ways to keep yourself preoccupied/distracted when you are waiting to find out about something?

Cross-posted from breakthesky.net. Please leave any comments there.

Everyone knows what “the American dream” is, but frankly, I haven’t heard anything on the news in the last year or so that remotely resembles the American dream. Who knows if it even exists anymore? It seems like the American dream has turned into the American nightmare, as illustrated in this graph [source]:

The American Nightmare

The American Nightmare

If that just isn’t totally and completely depressing regarding one’s prospects for the future in the “adult world,” I don’t know what is.

Cross-posted from breakthesky.net. Please leave any comments there.

Lately I’ve been thinking about all of the trials and tribulations that are associated with growing up. You know, things like serious relationships, marriages, babies, careers, moving out from home, that kind of stuff. And it hit me that already, a lot of my friends and high school classmates have started to jump through all of the hoops that are typically associated with adulthood and growing up. What makes it scary, though, is that I don’t feel like any of us are mature enough to handle being adults just yet. It seems like it was only yesterday when we were all kids in high school messing around and not taking life seriously. Suddenly, now we’re all grown up and are facing things I never thought we’d have to face so soon. Ruby said it best in a thread at Vegetarian Option: “I think what some people don’t comprehend is that they want to be old enough to do anything, but they’re not mature enough to handle just about anything.”

  • Getting married
    One of my high school classmates got married last weekend. He and his wife (I still think that sounds so weird, saying that he has a wife now) began dating after we graduated from high school last June. To my knowledge, she is his first and only girlfriend, he’s never dated anyone else. He is a freshman in college, and she is a senior in high school. They are both only 18. I know I am more cynical than your average person, but honestly, what kind of long-lasting marriage is born out of a situation like that? All of the long-term couples in my high school class have broken up since starting college, and they had all been dating for over a year. This kid seems to think that it was a good idea to marry his girlfriend of less than a year? What kind of future is in store for them?
  • Pregnancy scares
    Obviously, pregnancy scares are a result of being sexually active. But what freaks me out about them (aside from the possibility of having a baby, of course) is that it seems like the people who have pregnancy scares aren’t in serious relationships, or they don’t even know who they had the baby with because there’s more than one guy on the scene. Really? How can good parenting skills result from a situation like that? What are the chances of the baby, if the “scare” turns out to be a legitimate pregnancy, having a good future? Or even surviving, since abortion is now an option for some people?
  • Having babies
    Aside from the pregnancy scare business, two of my friends that I went to high school with when I was living in Australia are now teenage mothers. I’ve seen pictures of my friend’s babies and all, but I still can’t believe my friends are mothers. When were we mature enough to handle this? I still remember when we all met in Year 7 on the first day of school and how awed we were by the incredibly grown up Year 12 students. And now look at us, some of us are parents now. It’s crazy.
  • Moving out from home
    I live on-campus at my college, and my college isn’t particularly close to my house (I have to fly home whenever I want to visit my family). So in a way I am living on my own, but at the same time, I’m not really. I am more on my “own” than I would be if I lived at home full-time, but I am still not completely on my own the way I would be if I were renting an apartment. Some of my friends want to do that, which is fine, but the ones that want to have no steady income (read: no job) and are overall pretty irresponsible. Plus, some of my friends are already living on their own, but as a result of being kicked out of home. I understand that for some, independence is only understood when you are forced to deal with it, but being kicked out of home is never a good thing in any situation.
  • Meeting people at clubs and bars
    I understand that everyone wants to meet new people, whether it be just for fun or with romantic intentions. I go out clubbing with my friends sometimes, and if any of us happens to meet someone, it’s usually harmless and all in good fun. But what I don’t understand is how some people are bound and determined to go out to clubs and bars solely for the purpose of snagging someone to start a relationship with, at least at my age. We’re only 18. Our entire future is ahead of us, there is more to life than patrolling the city night life for potential boyfriends. Going out to clubs and bars are fun, but a lot of the fun is lost when you shift the focus from a night out with friends to a night out for finding a significant other. We have plenty of time to do that in the future, just enjoy the fun times with friends when you can.

Cross-posted from breakthesky.net. Please leave any comments there.

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