Summer school is finally over, and I can move on with my life and breathe easy. Even if yesterday’s exam didn’t go well, it’s too late to bite my nails over it now.
L’s still living with me for another week, which means a bit more time going incommunicado and a lot more eating than I usually do. I think I’ve eaten more bacon over the past two weeks than I’ve ever eaten in my life. I haven’t been able to get as much gym time in, either, but the lifting I’ve been able to do over the past while has been pretty good. Snatches feel considerably better now that I’m actually snatching and not doing wide grip reverse row curls, thanks to some awesome lifters I’ve had the pleasure of meeting at the new gym. Unfortunately, the new gym is also the Land of a Million Bros.
School-wise, things are getting interesting. I’ve enrolled in my third year of my program, but one of the courses I need isn’t offered this year (metamorphic processes), with the stipulation that “there may be a course offered for third year students in the spring semester”. I can’t take more 200-level courses because I’ve transferred to a new campus and don’t have priority, and I can’t take the 400-level courses I’m eligible for because they conflict with the courses I’m taking, and, since geology is such a small department, all of the courses that I want to take offer only one section. Academically speaking, this is starting to look pretty bad for my graduation date unless I manage to get myself an ROP position next year. It also jeopardizes a lot of things, like student aid and my standing as a full-time student in the spring semester.
Practically speaking, however, with no electives left to take and only four courses in the fall semester (and potentially only two in the spring), I have a lot more time to work, volunteer, and get involved with the geology club and lifting club a friend of mine is starting in the fall. Basically: I have a better chance of not starving this year, but worse prospects at actually doing the things I’m supposed to be doing. It’s upsetting, but I’ve already resigned myself to the fact that I’m going to graduate late anyways, and there’s not a whole lot I can do besides begging the mineral engineering department to let me take some courses on how to blow things up.*
I’m pretty excited for the courses I did manage to get into: environmental analysis (apparently you get to play with plasma and electrocute things, which is always a bonus), igneous petrology, sedimentary geology (eh), and geophysics in the fall. Spring, on the other hand, is not so good. With metamorphic processes cancelled in the spring (a course I was genuinely excited for), I’ve only got applied hydrogeology (ugh no why) and structural geology to do unless the geology department here works some magic by January, but I’ll be able to work so much that paying for field school shouldn’t be a hassle at all.
In any case, school starts on the 10th, so here’s to three weeks of lifting, relaxing, drinking, and trying to get employed.
* Having never taken a mineral or geotechnical engineering course, I am of the impression that this is literally the only thing the mineral engineering department does.