What color is this belt?
GRRREEEEEENNNNN!!!! wooo! I'm now a green belt in Jiu Jitsu--ROCK! It was a very challenging test--Sensei threw in some suprises, as did some of the brown belts. BIG BIG thanks to everyone who helped out: it was great fun!
Grad school applications. . . .Well, I'm nearly finished with the University of Georgia application, and a statement-of-purpose away from University of Wisconsin. This is my first-tier of schools: they're good, and their deadlines are December 15th. Next will be Loyola and Maine and University of Indiana. . . . I was applying to Hawaii, and I probably still will to make Dad happy, but the lab is moving to University of Wisconsin, so there's not much point to it. After these first two, the rest of the applications should go more easily. The statement o' purpose thing is giving me the most trouble. I mean, what the heck do they want me to say? "I LOVE BACTERIA! AND I LOVE YOUR GRAD SCHOOL AND I WANT NOTHING MORE THAN TO STUDY AT YOUR SCHOOL"
I figure, I'll make it an interesting read, and that will be for the best. I can only imagine how many of these things those people in admissions have to read.
Overall, I'm a cheerier person, although I was almost manic-giggly-crazy yesterday. Too much caffeine. Yep. Today I have a stats test. . . yuck.
One last thing. I've come to notice that lots of the people I like usually have issues. I would immediately say that people with issues are more fun. But I think there is something more to it than that. I think everyone has issues. It made me think of stats class. In a normal distribution of the population, VERY VERY rarely is anyone at the mean, in this scenario being without problems. It is much more likely you will encounter someone in the middle range on either side of the mean, having some problems, maybe good or bad, but basically it all evens out over time from meeting folks. Then, every once in awhile, you'll find an outlier, from waaaay far away from the mean. And these folks have serious problems, and they just aren't so common. Now, I'm ashamed of myself for thinking about statistics. Just never feel bad for having friends with issues--it was bound to happen.
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