Journal Of Gwen Stacy

Page 5: esu

Journal #5

I did not want to wake up this morning. Whether it's the fact that I have about a month and a half until graduation or that it's six AM.
Let's go through the check list:
Finish K-12 with a 4.0 GPA.. Check
Receive valedictorian of my senior class.. Check
Finish my internship at Oscorp with honors.. Check
Have a high school romance to end them all.. Sort of check
I feel as if I deserve a new type of award in my honor for accomplishing all of this, AND helping to save New York City from a biochemical attack of disastrous proportions.

Wow that was pretentious..

All of this negative energy could be coming from the fact that I've had less than 20 hours of sleep in the past five days. After the nightmare I had last week it's a wonder that I haven't had a panic attack at any given point. I wrote how real it felt, right?

Well off of that topic lets talk about something else that is completely relevant to my day today.. Well as you know I will be attending Empire State University this coming fall. It is my dream to get into Oxford though... but I got into the honors program which fast tracks me past the large lecture halls filled to the brim with freshman, and into the sophomore level classes which is a godsend. I couldn't imagine sitting through Bio 101 after already conquering that class this year. Surprisingly I'm a little nervous of leaving home though the college is only about 30 minutes away from my apartment.

I guess when you've spent the good part of your adolescence in the same place you grow some sort of attachment. No one in the household has really brought up the fact that I'm moving out soon ever since my Dads funeral. Either for the fact that it means one more Stacy won't be roaming the halls of this place or because none of us really feel comfortable with change right now. We reached some semblance of normalcy, and after what I went through this year I couldn't have been more thankful. My Mom weirdly is the only one will bring it up if she can, I think she believes that I'll be stronger if I somehow get more pumped to go. I mean I have been ready for college since I was like six, but once the hours are actually counting down you get a bit apprehensive.

At least one of my professors emailed me back about an internship in the biochem lab, and it looks favorable that I'll get it. With the scholarships that I received it's not really about the money, more for the experience and getting my name out into the circles of professors and other students. Networking is important, never forget that.

If I had to put down another positive of leaving for college at the moment I guess it's that a few of my friends from my Biology class are also going into the honors program, including that one guy.. What's his name?

Pepper? Pete? Pet.. Oh That Peter guy!

Only kidding, as forgetting Peter would be the final straw in whatever is holding my teetering sanity together these days.
Peter got into the honors program at ESU also though he is going the genetics route of biology while I shall be venturing forth into the expansive world of molecular biology! Man I love being a geek. Honestly who wants to be all dumb and incredibly attractive? Being extremely intelligent AND cute is sooo much better. Vanity aside it will be nice to have Peter there, one of the things we actually semi talk about on a regular basis (I'll take conversation where I can get it with him) is the route that we're both taking with biology.

Peter finds the aspects involving genetics and evolution more exciting (Which is understandable with him being part spider and all). He can go on and on about different theories and new techniques of gene manipulation, which is incredibly sexy might I add. While I prefer to drone on about the basic blocks of cell creation and manipulation, Peter always gives me the biggest grin whenever I throw my hands up when I describe the new discovery of color changing pigments in rat test subjects. Where else will you find a guy who is turned on by intelligence?

Again only kidding, I know that not all guys are narrow minded and only interested in sports. That ones for you Flash.. Though you've gotten better.

I don't really know where I was going with this, so I'll just finish with college seems a bit more exciting now. Until next time.
-Gwen

A/n: sorry this chapter was kinda short...