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In case I haven't mentioned it before- and I don't think I have, being too busy to update much lately- I am going to strangle soemone in the campus mailroom. That would be because, even though I changed my address with the school as soon as humanly possible, I never got my notice to register for spring. That would be the notice with my priority registration date, which is one of the two, count them, two things that our Disabled Students Programs & Services is actually good for.
I discovered this a week or two ago, when I thought it'd been way too long and I should've gotten the notice, and went up to DSPS to ask when priority reg was. Sure enough, I'd missed it. By a week. I was like "Okay, you suck" but I tried not to yell at them, 'cause for once they didn't fuck up. They don't send the notices, but when I find the morons who do...
Anyway, I really should've registered last week, but I had the cold from hell then, and planning a schedule when you can't even think straight is- not the best idea. So I put it off, probably a little bit too long, until last night.
And now I'm really pissed.
I got into one class, no problem- the Finite Math class I'm taking instead of redoing the torture and hell that was Statistics. But I wanted a nice lecture and reading type class to go along with it, and I picked myself out a Criminology class on Constitutional rights, which is on the generel ed transfer list for the state university system. So far so good, right? Well, not, 'cause the class is full, and the waitlist is full.
So right now my schedule consists of one math class, three days a week, from noon to 12:50. I am not going to school at 7:00 AM for a class at noon, which means I've got to find something to fill in. Mom suggested an English elective, which I'm gonna need a few more of at some point, and I'll probably be able to scare up something there, but... UGH! I hate it when the school does this to me. I had a plan. They messed with the plan.
I also have a sinus headache, which is not improving my mood any. Gotta take something before I head off to school.
Oh well, some good news with the bad and annoying- that Psych test I was worried about? The one I should've studied for more last week, when I was sick? I got a 90/100. I thought half of what I wrote down for the essay questions was bullshit, but apparently my cold & Benadryl-addled brain coughed up the right bullshit. (Someone remind me to strangle Erik Erickson if he's not dead yet, though. Seriously.)
Second thought, forget Erikson. I'm seriously pissed at Sigmund freaking Freud.
I love my psych class. I do. It's fun and interesting, and my teacher rocks. We've never had a totally boring lecture. Till Monday, when I'm sitting there copying down all this shit about Freud and penis envy and all of that crap, and trying not to fall asleep. My buddy and I just keep looking at each other and rolling our eyes. We made fun of Freud while we were packing up at the end of class, all the way out of the room, down the hall, and downstairs. I swear, everything is not about sex and/or violence (but mostly sex, because it IS Freud, after all), okay? Jeeze. Guy was a freak.
So here's hoping we're finishing up with dear Sigmund today, and that it doesn't take too long before we move on to something more interesting and a little less annoying.
Okay, now I really have a headache.
I discovered this a week or two ago, when I thought it'd been way too long and I should've gotten the notice, and went up to DSPS to ask when priority reg was. Sure enough, I'd missed it. By a week. I was like "Okay, you suck" but I tried not to yell at them, 'cause for once they didn't fuck up. They don't send the notices, but when I find the morons who do...
Anyway, I really should've registered last week, but I had the cold from hell then, and planning a schedule when you can't even think straight is- not the best idea. So I put it off, probably a little bit too long, until last night.
And now I'm really pissed.
I got into one class, no problem- the Finite Math class I'm taking instead of redoing the torture and hell that was Statistics. But I wanted a nice lecture and reading type class to go along with it, and I picked myself out a Criminology class on Constitutional rights, which is on the generel ed transfer list for the state university system. So far so good, right? Well, not, 'cause the class is full, and the waitlist is full.
So right now my schedule consists of one math class, three days a week, from noon to 12:50. I am not going to school at 7:00 AM for a class at noon, which means I've got to find something to fill in. Mom suggested an English elective, which I'm gonna need a few more of at some point, and I'll probably be able to scare up something there, but... UGH! I hate it when the school does this to me. I had a plan. They messed with the plan.
I also have a sinus headache, which is not improving my mood any. Gotta take something before I head off to school.
Oh well, some good news with the bad and annoying- that Psych test I was worried about? The one I should've studied for more last week, when I was sick? I got a 90/100. I thought half of what I wrote down for the essay questions was bullshit, but apparently my cold & Benadryl-addled brain coughed up the right bullshit. (Someone remind me to strangle Erik Erickson if he's not dead yet, though. Seriously.)
Second thought, forget Erikson. I'm seriously pissed at Sigmund freaking Freud.
I love my psych class. I do. It's fun and interesting, and my teacher rocks. We've never had a totally boring lecture. Till Monday, when I'm sitting there copying down all this shit about Freud and penis envy and all of that crap, and trying not to fall asleep. My buddy and I just keep looking at each other and rolling our eyes. We made fun of Freud while we were packing up at the end of class, all the way out of the room, down the hall, and downstairs. I swear, everything is not about sex and/or violence (but mostly sex, because it IS Freud, after all), okay? Jeeze. Guy was a freak.
So here's hoping we're finishing up with dear Sigmund today, and that it doesn't take too long before we move on to something more interesting and a little less annoying.
Okay, now I really have a headache.
