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Lime Over the World
Oct. 23rd, 2000 10:52 pmToday was long. I had my two dumb classes and then ran around campus for two and a half hours. They were nice enough to send me a renewal application for my parking permit THIS year, so I took it back to them before I went to see Janey. That poor woman. She was not in a very good mood today. Her dog was acting sick, so she brought with her. She had to take it on a walk before she could talk to me.
I dislike dogs.
But I finally finished getting registered. Software engineering, UNIX, abnormal psych, and computer data systems, which is accounting 258 and has replaced management 202 that she was going to make me take. She decided it would be all full up. I *think* I only actually need eleven hours to graduate, so I might just take twelve next semester. The lady who had to stamp it so I could register even though I had too many classes outside my college (which is not surprising when one considers that all the classes in my MAJOR and in my MINOR are OUTSIDE MY COLLEGE. If I still questioned these things, I would be really weirded out by that) told me to save the fifth class for after my graduation check, in case I am missing something. Goodie.
Hopefully, that was the last time I will ever have to go through that.
I found an internship I desperately want but am not going to talk about it, because, if I do, I won't get it, and I neeeed it to get my dad OFF MY BACK and to make myself feel better.
I told Mom I made an appointment with the counselors, and she asked what for. BECAUSE TOO MANY PEOPLE ARE FUCKING WITH MY HEAD, MOM. And you are not helping. I can't say that to her, because it would make her sad, and I am sad enough for all of us right now.
But I really wish I could.
I wonder how many people read this. I prly don't want to know.
I am still the Splutmomma. WE ARE STILL GOING TO CONQUER THE WORLD, DAMMIT. I'M NOT DEAD YET.
I dislike dogs.
But I finally finished getting registered. Software engineering, UNIX, abnormal psych, and computer data systems, which is accounting 258 and has replaced management 202 that she was going to make me take. She decided it would be all full up. I *think* I only actually need eleven hours to graduate, so I might just take twelve next semester. The lady who had to stamp it so I could register even though I had too many classes outside my college (which is not surprising when one considers that all the classes in my MAJOR and in my MINOR are OUTSIDE MY COLLEGE. If I still questioned these things, I would be really weirded out by that) told me to save the fifth class for after my graduation check, in case I am missing something. Goodie.
Hopefully, that was the last time I will ever have to go through that.
I found an internship I desperately want but am not going to talk about it, because, if I do, I won't get it, and I neeeed it to get my dad OFF MY BACK and to make myself feel better.
I told Mom I made an appointment with the counselors, and she asked what for. BECAUSE TOO MANY PEOPLE ARE FUCKING WITH MY HEAD, MOM. And you are not helping. I can't say that to her, because it would make her sad, and I am sad enough for all of us right now.
But I really wish I could.
I wonder how many people read this. I prly don't want to know.
I am still the Splutmomma. WE ARE STILL GOING TO CONQUER THE WORLD, DAMMIT. I'M NOT DEAD YET.
