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So this is my 144th post on this blog, which I got at the end of last year, more or less. Pointless tidbit, but still there.

I went to physics and could only stomach about two hours of it, so I left early. I only have Wednesday left and it's the end of physics for me.

I got my French workbook in the mail today--$25 on half.com for an $80 book. Not a bad deal, in all seriousness.

I'm saving serious money this semester on books. Had I bought all of my books new, I would be spending over $1000 on them (I can't say if I buy some used, because the stupid school doesn't list availabilities for books). So far, I've spent $300. I won't be spending anything on Genetics, as Cece is letting me borrow her book (saving me $120), and Kristina is going to look for an older copy of her immunology book, which would save me $60. I saved about $55 on that French notebook, about $30 on the French book, about $55 on my biochemistry book, about $30 on my analytical chemistry book, and about $50 finding all of my history books that I can at the library for checkout. Right there, that's $400, or about 44 hours of work in the lang. tech. center.

My resourcefulness astounds.
I think I mentioned this already, but my books next semester should cost me no more than $200. Tuition should be around $4000 next semester, and hopefully I can get some assistance here or there from scholarships and work-study.

I'm going to have to convince Tony to let me open on the weekends, even if only for like 3 hours. I'm going to be a tri-lingual tutor next year. I'm going to have to be senior.

Reading other people's older blogs certainly makes me lament many things and simultaneously force myself into accepting growing challenges. Right now, I have so little to show for my efforts, but at the end of this spring, I should be so much better off, finishing, hopefully two majors, with trifles left to go in the other two.

And then what?

Sometimes I see all these social activities people do and wish that I could have them too, but when I really examine it, these sacrifices are essential to ensuring my future successes. Cutting off that aspect of my life as much as possible during the school year gives me the opportunity to strive ever higher for greater and greater achievements.

With so much raw potential, how can I not afford to neglect everything else in my life for hte sake of academics? Without these efforts and without my sacrifices, there's no way that I can do what I hope to do with my life. I know all of this is leading somewhere, to something amazing, where my name will go into all sorts of books for generations to look back and see me as just one figure among hundreds in the second renaissance. A scientist, a thinker, a linguist. Just because our society is fragmented and compartmentalized, doesn't mean that the same is true for me. I must be my inspiration.

If only I can do more....

My greatest regret of my life will always be not doing enough.