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so much for doing nothing for the rest of the summer
So I got more score for the MCAT...and basically it sucks. I got a 26, 9 in Bio, 9 in Verbal, and 8 in Physical Sciences. Now on Kaplan I had been getting 9, 11, and 8 so if everything had just gone as planned I would have my 28 and not be worried. But nothing ever goes as planned so now I have 2 months and 4 days to get ready to take the damn test again. The test isn't that bad, yes it's eight hours, but honestly it didn't bother me taking it last time and it won't this time. The score however will have to go up. If not...maybe chemE is my calling, or physical therapy, or something along those lines. I could just find a rich guy and not work for the rest of my life...but honestly, I think the kids at camp get more action than I do, so I don't really see that happening either.
Anyway, my mother has apparently been extremely worried because she took my statement of well I have to go to work cause that's all I can do, to mean I think I'll be a day care worker for the rest of my life because I sucked at the MCAT. No, that's not what I meant, I meant I had to go to work...and there's nothing I can do about my score now, except spend another 200.00 to take the thing again.
Oh well, life goes on, it may suck for a while...but it goes on.
As far as summer lab goes I got an A, yay for that. Camp is going well. We have blossoming romances between the campers. One kid in my group loves to try and kiss girls all the time (we'll call him LK for little kisser). He got in trouble for it Monday. Then Tuesday he came up and was like, Ms. Laura, Ms. Laura, I have a blush on ... but I'm not going to try to kiss her, I just have a blush on her. They are now sitting with their arms around each other , it's cute...but like I said the kids are getting more action than I am, so I'm going to have to work on the sugar daddy plan.
Let's see...other camp stories...while playing ultimate yesterday one of our kids picked up the Frisbee but it was the other teams. Anna, Robert (the director) and I were all telling him to put it down. I was behind Robert and after about the fourth time of hollarin' put it down SJ he pulled back and let if fly as hard as he could. I got, it's going to hit him in the face out but didn't quite make it in from of Robert to stop it before, WHAM! He got him right in the mouth. His lip was bleeding and it actually chipped a tooth. It was awful...but funny. Robert was like I told him to give it to me...I said, well, you know, he did. He laughed, but still he was not happy and SJ's dad was there shortly to get him.
There have been so many stories, I'll try to post more often so you can hear about the lovely children. I do love camp though, I get to be a kid again. We played with Play dough yesterday, which is just the best thing, and I get to try and get some of my athleticism back by playing basketball, Frisbee, and football everyday. Oh, one of the kids from last year was there the other day (my first time to see him because I missed the first 3 weeks for lab). He said, Ms. Laura do you remember me...yes, D I do. So Ms. Laura do you remember when you scratched me last year? Kids remember the best things...I accidently scratched him while we were playing basketball last year, and apparently it made an impression. |