Wondefully Targeted

So far, school is being quite nice.

I have plenty of teachers that seem very nice, and the subjects they are teaching don't seem that bad either.

I have done plenty of things at school.

I bought books the first day, before any of my classes, and stocked up on all the needed supplies, leaving nothing to be worried about.

I made appointments with my councelour go to over all the classes that I need to graduate.

I have visted the school career center, and got the information and card for the director of internships. I'll be in contact with her

I have visited the gym, started the process of setting up a fitness assesment, with personal training. As soon as I get the money for that I will start.

I will probably have a workout partner starting next week, which will give me some motivation. I will still do the personal trainer thing, but this is just to get my started on the basic stuff.

I have gotten a proper sized locker, and actually remember the combination this time.

I have already acquired all the software I need for school.

All the test dates are written in my calendar thingie. I have slowly gotten myself to use it. Over the past few semesters I have been better at it.

I am doing my best effort to read things ahead of class, which actually helps. It does not make some lectures any less boring, but it does help.

I got all the books that I have acquired over time, and put them in a set place. It's missing the whole bookshelf things, but it's something I have planned on doing for a long long time.

It's nice that in my classes I have people that I've know in the past. It lightens that atmosphere a bit.

Although this one was a bit of a pincher, I did end up buying a graphing calculator, which was needed for my Numerical Analysis class. Again, I reiterate, it sucked having the shell out the money. Granted *hehe* most of it was given by grants that were credited to the book store for me to buy stuff.

I planned ahead on my transportation, so I don't end up having to dig up coins out of my seat.

All shows that all my plans and slowly hammering in thought patterns into my own head, have worked. Yeay.