I. ... Okay, right, so.
Today was my student orientation and registration thing or whatever OTC calls it. Anddddd I'm registering late, because classes started Saturday. Better late than never, though?
So today I sat through about an hour and a half of people yapping at me, a good hour of it I all ready knew or didn't apply to me because this is the start of my sophomore year of college (!!). Because of my sleeping habits (ahem), I wasn't exactly the most intelligent or attentive, so my brain kept dying at times and Jim decided it was his duty to keep me focused and amused when things got boring, even though I told him to get some sleep because otherwise Bones would probably kill me. He persisted anyway.
Dumbass. ( Collapse )
You know, for scheduling late, I did pretty damn well, as far as classes go. At least they all sound interesting, though I can see the music class being kind of zzzzzz. But hey, that's okay. It's a music class. In the Gilloiz. I'll live. I'll also have to make sure I like. Eat at some point on Tues/Thurs.
Now I just have to finish being a Big Kid and take care of that stupid, nerve-wracking financial aid stuff.
Or maybe I'll
fall into a small coma
take a nap. Hmmmmmmmm.
Also, I just agreed to co-ML my region for NaNo this year. Even though I can't really help with rides. But um. I like organizing things?
Ahahahahaha guys what am I doing, taking two English classes and
NaNo. Ahahahahahaha. Also, I can't re-write my last NaNovel, because if I'm going to ML, I have to do things by the rules instead of doing a less official NaNo.
Which means I need a new idea.
I got the same letter from OTC four times today asking for more info for my financial aid stuff. Which they didn't ask for the last time they sent me a letter asking for more financial aid info. AND they're asking for my A+ transcript when THEY SHOULD HAVE TWICE OVER BY NOW slkdgha;sldkfjwoegha;sdlkgjhasdlkgjdlgkh
/eats her cookie. B|