Posted

Jan 21st 2006

Mood

ALIVE!

Music

End of the World - R.E.M.

So anyways... Christmas. I guess it was alright. I find it boring as heck now that I'm back home, and I find myself yearning for January 12th, when I can move back into the dorms. Maybe it's just that I miss living on my own, with my friends. In the city. Where there's stuff to do.

Anyways... in order to continue attending UNM, I really, really need this one scholarship (the Lottery Success Scholarship). Tuition is expensive but so is living on campus. I hate being a burden on anyone financially, and I don't thik my family could afford to keep me in college if I didn't get this scholarship. It requires a GPA of 3.0 or higher and at least 12 credit hours a semester.
I took exactly 12.
That meant I couldn't screw up. No problem. I've always been good at English, thus I earned an A in that class. My physics and astronomy class compliment each other, so I got a B in both of them. It was my Algebra class that was screwing me over. At one point, I went to the instructor and she told me I probably wasn't going to pass.
But.
But... just but.......
If you pass the Final, you pass the class. If you pass it with an 80%, you pass with a B. That turned into my only hope. I took a mock final and did miserable. So, for the first time in my life, I had to study. I hate math.
I took the final.
And didn't survive.
I went to the instructor's office hours and asked if there was anything to be done. I checked and rechecked my paper, scrounging up as many points as I could. But it was a wasted effort, the points I scraped up didn't budge the outcome. I returned the next day, seeking something... anything... I learned that I could take classes over the break. They were intensive, but they would keep me alive.
I sat down with the Algebra professor. Me and her are on friendly terms, so after reviewing my scores, she asked me what my major was, anyways.
"Art. Art studio. Going to be an illustrator."
Her jaw dropped. What did I need this for!? Well, because it's part of the core curriculum, I have to take at least 3 credit hours of math. She laughed, looked around and said "here' what I'll do. I'm just gonna go ahead and give you credit."
...
I live. I hopped around, danced, hugged the merciful woman, patted her on the hand. I was so happy.
"Tell you what: draw me something cool and put it my mailbox."
Thank you. Thank you so very much...