Procrastinating

I spent the day shopping today. I love to shop but it is not nearly as enjoyable as it ought to be when the kids are in tow. I had Emily in the first lot of shopping, she was OK till she got tired and the horns came out then we had to pick up James and continued to another center for more shopping. The kids kept fighting and drove me insane. Despite the insanity I did some good shopping, a few bargains and a nice new outfit for my interview. I am not 100% sold on it so I will take it to show mum, I might do some more shopping when childless to give myself more options and ability to 'go with the mood' on the day. 28 days till my interview.

Can you tell that it is on my mind??? LOL

So what I have worked out so far is that the cut off for interview was approx 5.5 GPA and 60 GAMSAT however to get an offer at these limits the other must be strong. This lets me feel as though I am in a relatively good position with a 6.2/67. Next is that the interview to places ratio is 1.3 so I have a 75% chance of getting an offer. The offer is made based on 1/3 GPA, 1/3 GAMSAT and 1/3 interview so I should be well into the safe zone with my GPA and GAMSAT so I just need to maintain this position at the interview to get an offer. An average interview should get me an offer. Let’s just hope I don't fuck up. I just can't wait till mid November, this nightmare semester (nightmare due to the travel and busyness) will be done and dusted and I will finally know my fate and what life will hold for me next year.

Well I better get back to my work, I am procrastinating.

I got a LETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got an interview at the University of Notre Dame Sydney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The letter came today. I am so happy. I wasn't expecting the letter till Monday.

Now I have to hone my interview skills. I am totally freaking out. I can't even come up with an answer to the classic 'Why do you want to be a doctor/study medicine' question that doesn't sound dicky and contrived. I mean there is the 'helping people' response which is stupid and is always going to get the response of 'why not nursing' and helping people isn't really my reason. I mean I am an empathetic person and I won't deny that I like to help people but it is much more about how that makes me feel than the people themselves (oh my god that sound so self centered LOL) and if I am deciding to do something for the rest of my life then sure as hell that decision is going to be all about me and not about the nameless faceless masses that I meet along the way. It has nothing to do with money (obviously as doctoring is not the way to go if you want dosh and I am quite used to having none). I really like to study and learn and medicine really is a life long learning kind of job but everyone else will say that. So what the hell is a good answer??? My reasons are a compilation or many many small things that are really hard to explain succinctly. At least I have a month to think about it.

In other news, Mum no longer has the restaurant at Bulli. Last Sunday was her last day. She has taken over another bistro at Gerringong. David and I have decided to keep working for her on weekends until uni is finished at least. 9 more weeks. I can't wait till it's all done. It all seems so pointless since I am intending to study medicine anyway. The one at Bulli hasn't been doing too well since mum left LOL, serves the club right. The new people they got in are young and aren't giving the time of day to the oldies which is rather ridiculous given that the club is surrounded by no less than seven nursing homes. It is one of the staples of the restaurant. The oldies keep it floating and they have managed to piss most of them off already. They also hired Tammy (name changed of course) as the 'floor manager' which literally makes me burst out laughing. Tammy is the most stupid, idiotic, lazy incompetent worker that mum ever had. It was such a blessing when mum got rid of her and there she is trying to run things with her pea sized brain, it is hilarious. I know that it sounds awfully cruel and you must think I hate her or something but you are mistaken, I have nothing against her personally but you never want to have to work with her. My children have more common sense than I have seen her display.

James has been really touchy and upset lately. The new school thing is really getting to him. He is more defiant, angry and frustrated than ever before. He starts crying whenever he thinks of his old school, it is heartbreaking. I don't know what to do. My poor baby.