School. Woe.
Aug. 17th, 2004 06:38 amSo I have my first day of class today. And I know I should be worried, with the effing budget cuts and all, about whether there will be a class or not, but all I can think about is how much I really, really, really don't want to do this.
I was just getting used to having time off, you know? And I still have the shortest summer break of anyone I know- I only got out in late May, folks. At least I think I did. Not really totally awake just now. Bah.
The really annoying part is if I could drive myself, I could take Mom to work and go back to bed for a few hours, as my class does not start until *woe* 11:00. But because of the fact I can't drive, I have to get up this damn early, to be out of here by 7:00ish, so she can get me to City and still make it to work on time.
*Woe* to not living on the bus route (well, I do, sort of, but there's the small matter of having to take the looong way to get to the bus stop on account of the 7-foot high fence that blocks off my street. If I could go that way, the bus stop's only like a block away. Otherwise...) and having crappy busses anyway. I swear, it'd be faster if I walked to school, and I don't live that close.
I'm not looking forward to this. Between the budget cuts and Fresno State moving up their deadlines for admission aps because of them, I expect a lot of new freshmen to be getting in my way- er, making their presence known. They'll swear they graduated high school, but they can't even read that nice sign from the fire marshall hanging in the bookstore coffee shop (Maximum occupancy shall not exceede...) and I'll sit there drinking my coffee and laughing at them. Silently if I'm feeling nice, aloud if I've been asked for directions one time too many by that point.
Freshmen are like cicadas, they're everwhere and they just never shut up. And it's like nobody told them anything about college, or they didn't believe what they heard. "Dude, I don't actually have to go the first day, right? I mean, it's not like I'm gonna miss anything, right?" "Oh yeah, totally, man." "Awesome." I'll hear this a lot, and I won't correct it. I don't want those two in my classes, ya know?
Right. Speaking of caffine (I was a second or two ago, wasn't I?) I have not had enough yet. And it'd probably be good if I found my keys...
I was just getting used to having time off, you know? And I still have the shortest summer break of anyone I know- I only got out in late May, folks. At least I think I did. Not really totally awake just now. Bah.
The really annoying part is if I could drive myself, I could take Mom to work and go back to bed for a few hours, as my class does not start until *woe* 11:00. But because of the fact I can't drive, I have to get up this damn early, to be out of here by 7:00ish, so she can get me to City and still make it to work on time.
*Woe* to not living on the bus route (well, I do, sort of, but there's the small matter of having to take the looong way to get to the bus stop on account of the 7-foot high fence that blocks off my street. If I could go that way, the bus stop's only like a block away. Otherwise...) and having crappy busses anyway. I swear, it'd be faster if I walked to school, and I don't live that close.
I'm not looking forward to this. Between the budget cuts and Fresno State moving up their deadlines for admission aps because of them, I expect a lot of new freshmen to be getting in my way- er, making their presence known. They'll swear they graduated high school, but they can't even read that nice sign from the fire marshall hanging in the bookstore coffee shop (Maximum occupancy shall not exceede...) and I'll sit there drinking my coffee and laughing at them. Silently if I'm feeling nice, aloud if I've been asked for directions one time too many by that point.
Freshmen are like cicadas, they're everwhere and they just never shut up. And it's like nobody told them anything about college, or they didn't believe what they heard. "Dude, I don't actually have to go the first day, right? I mean, it's not like I'm gonna miss anything, right?" "Oh yeah, totally, man." "Awesome." I'll hear this a lot, and I won't correct it. I don't want those two in my classes, ya know?
Right. Speaking of caffine (I was a second or two ago, wasn't I?) I have not had enough yet. And it'd probably be good if I found my keys...