Stupid college
Well, I got some pretty crappy news this week. . .It turns out that for my English: Writing major I am required to take writing literary criticism, even though it's not in the DAMN CATALOGUE!!!! I am so angry. The hard copy that I received with the requirements does not require this class, but if you go online and look at the requirements on Jenzabar, then it is required. And, now after I have already registered for my classes this fall they tell me this crap, AND oh yeah, that class is only offered in the fall. So, if I don't switch catalogues so that the requirements for my COM major change and I can take the stupid 1 credit forensics class, then I will have to come back next year, or pay an overload fee at some point this year. So, now I have to walk my happy ass over to the registrar's office, request that they switch me catalogues and then I have to drop and add 2 classes this semester. AARRGGHHH!!! This is the lamest thing. And if you look at the catalogue, I am only required to have 32 credits for my Enlish major, and adding on the stupid class, makes 36 credits!!! Oh, and let's not forget that I am a writing major, NOT a literature major. Stupid fucking rules. I think that the school is trying to screw me over. Fuckers.
Oh, and I sent Kittie a copy of a cutting of my prose and she tore it apart, I feel like it sucks, and I don't even want to meet with her today to discuss this fucking class shit and the prose. Whatever.
AND last night I was bending over to put a pop in the fridge, and I hit my eye right on the handle. So, now my eye is all fucked up and it hurts to move it. I can't see any black and blue business around it, but it hurts and might as well be a black eye.
Contemplate this: Can I protest the class because the registrar's office fucked up when they entered everything online?
Oh, and I sent Kittie a copy of a cutting of my prose and she tore it apart, I feel like it sucks, and I don't even want to meet with her today to discuss this fucking class shit and the prose. Whatever.
AND last night I was bending over to put a pop in the fridge, and I hit my eye right on the handle. So, now my eye is all fucked up and it hurts to move it. I can't see any black and blue business around it, but it hurts and might as well be a black eye.
Contemplate this: Can I protest the class because the registrar's office fucked up when they entered everything online?
3 Comments:
At 11:57 AM , Cadidoodle said...
Hi jones Cadi here--
If you want me to help you with your prose i am more than willing!!! Believe in yourself, You are going to have a great year. I just know it!
At 3:01 PM , sljones said...
Oh, it's so good to hear from you!! Let me know your new email--unless you already sent it to the team, in which case, I'll go back through my old emails and find it. I hope that Illinois is going good so far.
Talk to you soon!!
At 10:37 PM , Cadidoodle said...
cadi.rae@gmail.com
Hear from you soon.
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