School Is The Death Of Me

Man! This school year is taking every ounce of energy there is inside of me. Plus I have to start gathering my thoughts and start thinking about applying to graduate school. I need to look out for more research opportunities and I need an internship ...no joke! Preferably a paid one...cuz I dont even have time to make money...only during breaks like summer and winter...and I am going broke with all these bills and expenses I have...I need to work Thanksgiving break...lol....no ...I will work thanksgiving break.. back to LAX...I'm so thankful that I am able to work whenever I am in LA. Anyway...back to my current doings...I'm taking the practice GRE exam just to see how it is next weekend. I am so happy California Schools dont require PCAT to enter into graduate school for pharmacy...that saves me bucks! But to guarantee I get into a graduate school I should apply outside of California too huh? Well... that was no help. I was thinking of applying into physician assistant graduate school programs as well...as my back up plan. Good idea? I dont know...hopefully. I need teacher recommendations...ugh! How do you build a year relationship with a teacher when you only have them for 1 semester? I need to revisit some teachers...start sitting in the front of class and kiss ass...haha. No for real though...I need to start doing that...my life depends on this...lol. I will relax once I submit all of my applications by November next year....some I will submit in July. Nope...scratch that...I will relax once I am accepted. Wait...no...cant relax then either...the REAL work begins then. Omg. Future...you better pamper me, reward me, and make me so happy...you dont understand how much I am doing for you. With no help at that. I thank my dad for the little he can do to help but yea...smiles and laughter can only hold back so much stress. Graduate School...a dream I will make into reality...one breath at a time...first in my family. I shall make a copy of both my bachelors and my masters ...fly to Jamaica and leave it at my grandmothers grave...she would be so proud. Ok I have to stop ..I'm going to start to cry. Ok...So until then I guess I shall keep racking in volunteer hours, be involved in things on campus and aim for As in all of my classes. Ugh...School is the death of me...or maybe my resurrection...