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    An Interview

    Wave 400

    Monday

    The 26th of January, 2004 at 09:09 PM

    Most of you already know, I had an interview today. Before you get all ancy and ask what did they ask? How did you do? ya da ya da ya da... Let me just say a couple things.

    The interview went fine. More or less what I expected. However, I will not know whether or not I am accepted to vet school until mid-march or April. So think twice before asking me how it went? As I almost always say... "You never know until you know." As far as the questions go. They were behavioral based questions. Supposedly everyone gets asked the same questions so I can't elaborate because I may have readers out there applying. I hate to limit my chances.

    Now that that is that. I can safely say, another monday is put away. So lots of my stress has jumped out into the sea... like a lemming. Ahhh, then there is the whole class schedule issue. I dropped my Rhetoric course and picked up a course called Avian Sampler. I have no idea what it is about, with the exception of the subject matter being birds. The extra one credit gives me 13 credits and an added bonus of having no school on monday and friday. Regardless, the schedule issue is almost over. I'm not entirely sure on my course selectage, but we shall see... we shall see.

    As for now, I'm tired. I just ripped a paper out of my head and threw it into Word for my class tomorrow. Did a bunch of reading. I'm just drained. My clarinet lesson could've went better. Again, monday. bah. So I'm off to bed, yet another long day tomorrow. Hope for shorter days and less stressful life. Gnight all!

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