I tried to wave with my right hand. It didn’t work out too well.
I should probably go get my light from my bedroom.
So I had to wake up a little early this morning. Last week, I was meeting with my therapist and at the end of the session she asked me when I wanted to meet next week adding that she had three openings when I didn’t have class. There was one today at nine in the morning, an appointment at three on Thursday and a opening at nine in the morning on Friday.
Can I have all three?
She said yes.
It’s the end of the year and this might be the last time I don’t have to outwardly pay for counseling sessions so I figured I’d get my money’s worth. Not to mention, one of those sessions is a family therapy session.
Therapy was pretty uneventful as far as what I’m willing to talk about on here. I will say that I’m getting more and more comfortable with the idea of graduating in less than a week and staying at home for an extended, indefinite amount of time.
After I got back to my apartment I sat down and started to study for one of my final exams at two but I couldn’t concentrate.
I had this feeling that I was forgetting to do something and then I noticed the date.
It’s Tuesday, May 3rd.
ITS BEEN TWO WEEKS SINCE MY LAST TESTOSTERONE INJECTION.
I pretty much dropped what I was doing, got up and went into my bedroom where I promptly cleaned off my desk, washed my hands and administered my fifth testosterone injection. I was actually a lot more nervous this time than I was my first time alone. I kept picking up the syringe and putting it down so that I could go over the steps again. Eventually I mustered up the courage and just did it.
After that I studied, went to campus, and took my final exam. The test was administered at 2:02PM and I was done at 2:11PM. It was a forty multiple choice question test and probably the easiest test I’ve ever taken.
I love when I take final exams because I’m always the first one done. This has nothing to do with speeding through tests, or knowing all of the answers, it’s because I don’t have to use Scantron Sheets, another reason I love my disability accommodations. So while everyone is finishing filing out their names by coloring in the circles on their scantron sheets, I’m already on the second page of the test. I usually finish exams in about half of the time it takes my peers. So when I hand my exam in, my professor usually looks up at me and says,
“Are you sure you’re done with this?”
And I quietly reply,
To which they typically respond with something along the lines of,
“You know it’s double sided, right?”
And I, trying to keep my voice down so that I don’t disrupt my peers, reply,
And my professors usually ask one more question…
“Did you double check your answers?”
And, once again, I reply,
Which usually leads a professor to look at me like this:
And I used to respond like this:
I don’t use scantrons.
But their reaction was always the same:
So I’d continue explaining,
“It takes me less time to answer each question because I don’t have to fill out Scantron Sheets. I just write on the test.”
And while they’re staring at me, completely perplexed by what I say I end the conversation.
I’m done with my test now, so I’m gonna go. Enjoy your break.”
And that’s all I’m going to have time to write about today.
I have so much to do before I leave.
See you tomorrow.