School
It’s all over
May 15th
I took my last final on Tuesday, today was the last day of my internship, and I graduate on Sunday. The last several weeks have gone by so quickly. I can hardly believe that I’m already graduating.
I’m actually really sad to be leaving my job. The people were very kind to me, and, unlike my previous job, I really felt like I was contributing and that I was a valuable member of the team. But, unfortunately, there weren’t any full-time entry-level positions open. I did get a job at another company I really like, so that’s good. It’s just hard to be the new kid all over again.
After I come back from my 10-day visit to Tennessee, I start my new job. I can’t believe this time has come already.
More job stuff
Jan 20th
My first week of school got off to a rough start. This is my last semester, and I was really hoping that I could have fun this semester. I don’t particularly feel like going into why all my classes suck (and I’m sure nobody reading this really cares, anyway), but… yeah. I just wish this were all over.
I’m questioning my decision about graduate school again. I’m so sick of school, I’m not sure I really want to go through more of the same. Another company called me a few days ago, and I agreed to an interview. It’s supposed to be a good company, so I suppose it really couldn’t hurt. If I get the job, I may consider passing up the research assistant offer. Besides, after last semester, I discovered that I really do not like research work as much as I thought I would.
I of course still have some time, but I don’t like this period of confusion where I no longer know what I want.
Words Tommy can now say (some more clearly than others): no, banana, apple, ball, mama, daddy, cat, bye, hi, I love you, eye, hey, what’s that. At this point he only needs to know 6 words. He’s ahead of the game! Wooooooo! He’s also now able to play songs on the piano (rather than bang the keys). Very impressive. I’m still convinced I have a prodigy. 
The World’s Uncoolest Person
Dec 13th
…is me.
The final I had today was really easy, and I finished within 10 minutes. However, the professor requested that nobody leave within the first 25 minutes so that others don’t get disturbed. So I spent 15 minutes observing everyone else around me.
During that time I happened to notice that the people sitting in front of me kept talking. The girl would lean over to the guy, whisper something, he would say something back, and then she would scribble furiously on her test paper. Or the guy would write something on his paper and show it to her and she would scribble on her paper. I watched them do this for several minutes.
When my 15 minutes were up, I slipped a note to the professor telling what I saw. He didn’t look very pleased, to say the least. I know I put him in an awkward situation, and I feel bad for it.
So, yes, that makes me a tattle-tale. And the world’s uncoolest person.
But if there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s people who refuse to take responsibility for their mistakes. Cheating is inexcusable. If you did not sufficiently prepare, suck it up and learn from it. I see no reason why someone like this should get a better grade than someone who put all their time and energy into studying. It sickens me.
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