Vu Tran

I really want to get into dental school this year more than ever. I found a lot more motivation my 2nd year. But at the same time it stresses me out. I’m not sure if I’ll get in because DAT’s have been stressing me out. My grades I feel are mediocre though God knows I’ve studied so hard. I hate how curves can determine grades and it’s even more upsetting to find out things like the Genetics class the semester after mine had a way lower curve. In a way I feel like it misrepresents grades a lot and it makes me feel unlucky.

I could study “harder” but honestly for Genetics I studied outright for every test. I always started the week before and read so much each day. Maybe I’m just not that good at sciences. 

Either way I hope DAT’s go well I’m just so pressured and stressed out I sometimes wish I wasn’t a pre-dent.

 

I had this weird dream I was a guy who got accepted into the police academy. I was in this old Hogwarts like school. I felt like it had a lot of people but was really empty at the same time. I remember trying to go to sleep in the bedroom then later the next day I was with other cops and we chased down this guy. But then he pulled a gun. I pulled my gun and tried to shoot him in the leg but I was out. I panicked. He shot one of the cops (a guy with shades and a mustache) and he fell. Then for some reason either out of regret or it happened in the dream I replayed the moment and this time remembered to reload my gun with a fresh magazine from my belt. It was a weird dream.

So I haven’t dream blogged in a while. But i had this scary dream where I was at home with my family and I knew these kidnappers would be coming. The house was dark and this was night time. They came and the next thing I knew I was in a warehouse with other prisoners. I was scared but then I felt relief when I found out I had my phone. I decided first to try to text the police (in the dream I wondered if you could text them and even in real life, wait can you just text 911?). I ended up somehow calling them. Meanwhile, the kidnappers though tough had some humor and made jokes. Then the cops came. I remember us being in some warehouse with a lot of dirt around us like a construction area. And that was it it. I woke up.

Moved into a new house woooot. It’s Aron’s old house. DAT studying. That is all.

or reblogged anything. Meh, I’ve been having a pretty lackluster day and it feels pretty shitty. These last few weeks after spring break have been stressful. Disappointing tests and practicals I really hope I can pull through this semester. It looks like the deeper it gets into the semester the more problems there are. Just a lot of little negative drama here and there and pressure academically has just been slowly eating at me. It sucks. 

I think that’s why it’s been harder to post because mainly there’s no standout day that really makes me want to write about it. All I can do is study and I’m just getting sick of it. Especially when studying this long ends up not paying off at all sometimes.