Nov 1:
Well here it is November! Only one more month until Winter Vacation! Here at NYU we get a whole month for vacation, unlike Parker where we only got two weeks. We just got our midterm grades last week- I actually did better than I thought… all A's and B's. I was really surprised to get an A on my Calculus midterm, that class is so hard. Well, I have to go eat some lunch before I head off to class, so I'll write more later.
Nov 4:
Sigh. I thought that when I got to college, the burden of being a divorced kid would lighten. I guess not- Mom and Dad are on the phone with each other, fighting (rather loudly) about where I'm going to spend the holidays. It's like, HELLO, I am 18- don't I have a choice in the matter? Apparently not. Mom says that since Dad gets me all school year, she should get me for the holidays (meaning Thanksgiving and Christmas). Dad says that since these are Rachael's first holidays, he would like to spend at least one of them as a family. I can see both their points, but frankly I don't care where I go, as long as they stop yelling about it. I hope for Rachael's sake that Dad and Samantha never get divorced. Well, the fighting as quieted down, so I'm going to go try and get some sleep now.
Nov 9:
GRRRR. I must vent my frustration with my diabetes. Okay, I went to my diabetes specialist today. After looking over my sugar readings from the past three months, she decided that I've been too high (I must admit, I've had some real clunkers). I just figured that with the stress of starting college, I've inadvertently eaten more sweets than I should have. However, that theory didn't fly with Dr. Rodgers, so she gave me three options: 1) Increase the amount of Insulin I take by A LOT and add a shot at lunchtime. 2) Start on an insulin pump. (I immediately vetoed that one- the idea of having something attached to me creeps me out). 3) Try this new Insulin that has just come out, which you take at bedtime, and take three shots at lunchtime from something called an "Insulin Pen". I decided that the last option seemed the best, as Dr. Rodgers explained that it more closely mimics what a working pancreas does. So now I take four shots a day, and I have to check my sugar four times a day. Sigh. Isn't life grand?
PS: In case you're wondering, Mom and Dad decided that I would spending Thanksgiving in New York with Dad and Samantha, and spend my Christmas Break in Stoneybrook with Mom.
Nov 11:
OMG… I am so scared. My period is four days late. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but for me it is. I am always so on time! And the thing is, that even though Sam and I always use a condom, a few weeks ago, I think it may have kind of slid off after he finished. YIKES. I cannot be pregnant. Not only am I only an 18 year old college student, I am a Diabetic! Pregnancy is already so dangerous for diabetic women, and in teenagers that risk is doubled. I just knew something like this would happen when Sam and I became sexually active. I mean, we waited for a long time, but then we decided we were ready… well we did it once, and it hurt me so bad that we waited for awhile more before trying again. Oh God. Now I'm pregnant. No, I don't know that for sure. I need to calm down. There are other reasons it could be late… stress, etc. But what if I am? How will I tell Dad? And Mom? What will I do? Have an abortion? Please, please, please don't let me be pregnant.
Nov 15:
It came. Thank God, it came. This little scare sure has taught me a lesson. I think that in addition to using condoms, I am going to look into going on the pill. As much as I love children, I'm not ready to have one of my own. Sam agrees with me that this is a good idea. Well, I'm really busy writing papers and stuff, but I just had to express my relief that it came. Hallelujah- I'm not pregnant.
Well here it is November! Only one more month until Winter Vacation! Here at NYU we get a whole month for vacation, unlike Parker where we only got two weeks. We just got our midterm grades last week- I actually did better than I thought… all A's and B's. I was really surprised to get an A on my Calculus midterm, that class is so hard. Well, I have to go eat some lunch before I head off to class, so I'll write more later.
Nov 4:
Sigh. I thought that when I got to college, the burden of being a divorced kid would lighten. I guess not- Mom and Dad are on the phone with each other, fighting (rather loudly) about where I'm going to spend the holidays. It's like, HELLO, I am 18- don't I have a choice in the matter? Apparently not. Mom says that since Dad gets me all school year, she should get me for the holidays (meaning Thanksgiving and Christmas). Dad says that since these are Rachael's first holidays, he would like to spend at least one of them as a family. I can see both their points, but frankly I don't care where I go, as long as they stop yelling about it. I hope for Rachael's sake that Dad and Samantha never get divorced. Well, the fighting as quieted down, so I'm going to go try and get some sleep now.
Nov 9:
GRRRR. I must vent my frustration with my diabetes. Okay, I went to my diabetes specialist today. After looking over my sugar readings from the past three months, she decided that I've been too high (I must admit, I've had some real clunkers). I just figured that with the stress of starting college, I've inadvertently eaten more sweets than I should have. However, that theory didn't fly with Dr. Rodgers, so she gave me three options: 1) Increase the amount of Insulin I take by A LOT and add a shot at lunchtime. 2) Start on an insulin pump. (I immediately vetoed that one- the idea of having something attached to me creeps me out). 3) Try this new Insulin that has just come out, which you take at bedtime, and take three shots at lunchtime from something called an "Insulin Pen". I decided that the last option seemed the best, as Dr. Rodgers explained that it more closely mimics what a working pancreas does. So now I take four shots a day, and I have to check my sugar four times a day. Sigh. Isn't life grand?
PS: In case you're wondering, Mom and Dad decided that I would spending Thanksgiving in New York with Dad and Samantha, and spend my Christmas Break in Stoneybrook with Mom.
Nov 11:
OMG… I am so scared. My period is four days late. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but for me it is. I am always so on time! And the thing is, that even though Sam and I always use a condom, a few weeks ago, I think it may have kind of slid off after he finished. YIKES. I cannot be pregnant. Not only am I only an 18 year old college student, I am a Diabetic! Pregnancy is already so dangerous for diabetic women, and in teenagers that risk is doubled. I just knew something like this would happen when Sam and I became sexually active. I mean, we waited for a long time, but then we decided we were ready… well we did it once, and it hurt me so bad that we waited for awhile more before trying again. Oh God. Now I'm pregnant. No, I don't know that for sure. I need to calm down. There are other reasons it could be late… stress, etc. But what if I am? How will I tell Dad? And Mom? What will I do? Have an abortion? Please, please, please don't let me be pregnant.
Nov 15:
It came. Thank God, it came. This little scare sure has taught me a lesson. I think that in addition to using condoms, I am going to look into going on the pill. As much as I love children, I'm not ready to have one of my own. Sam agrees with me that this is a good idea. Well, I'm really busy writing papers and stuff, but I just had to express my relief that it came. Hallelujah- I'm not pregnant.