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feels like a fucking broken record
Jul. 21st, 2008 11:33 pmi... think i just registered for classes through a glitch in the system. because i'm definitely supposed to see an advisor tomorrow. which i'm totally prepared for and will probably still go for a few minutes anyway, just so her time isn't wasted. besides, she may be of more help than they've generally been in the past. *shrugs* this year, i'm trying to be different. (broken record, i hear thee. but i'm not listening.)
take, for instance my classes. i've got a decent chunk of time alloted. not too early, not too late. i realize i made it harder for my parents on tuesdays and thursdays, but otherwise, it's peachy. i have fridays off, but i'll probably spend that time working anyway. that's the plan anyway.
as for what i registered for.... it's a poetry workshop (yay for writing poetry again?), astronomy (i'm wait listed for the lab... twice, cause one is bound to open up, right?), business french (well, i've gotta force myself back into french at some point or i'll never actually reach my major, will i?), and social problems (easiest i could find as distance ed for my darn social/behavioral requirement). which, along with the notes i've added to explain my choices, looks like a lot. but it isn't. because i'm still pretty good at french (even if i don't speak it much anymore), astronomy is cake (if expensive, what with the books and stuff), and poetry is CAKE... heh. when i'm in the mood.
anyway. this still all hinges on the most important thing ever: the air traffic control training. i really need them to reply to me like yesterday. because registering is ok. but if i'm going to be elsewhere sooner rather than later, i'd like to not waste my time going back to school, you know? especially if i could be elsewhere. bigger and better things.
promise me, though. promise me that if i actually get called up for training, someone's road tripping down to Oklahoma City one weekend and getting me drunk. because if i'm not under my parents, i deserve time to myself.
and if i get assigned to an airport somewhere else (indy, chi-town, cincy), i want y'all to visit. give me reason to relax for once. and know that if i do get placed and i move out, i'm getting a tattoo to celebrate. and i need someone there to hold my hand, but not stare at my boob, since it'll be below that. :D
take, for instance my classes. i've got a decent chunk of time alloted. not too early, not too late. i realize i made it harder for my parents on tuesdays and thursdays, but otherwise, it's peachy. i have fridays off, but i'll probably spend that time working anyway. that's the plan anyway.
as for what i registered for.... it's a poetry workshop (yay for writing poetry again?), astronomy (i'm wait listed for the lab... twice, cause one is bound to open up, right?), business french (well, i've gotta force myself back into french at some point or i'll never actually reach my major, will i?), and social problems (easiest i could find as distance ed for my darn social/behavioral requirement). which, along with the notes i've added to explain my choices, looks like a lot. but it isn't. because i'm still pretty good at french (even if i don't speak it much anymore), astronomy is cake (if expensive, what with the books and stuff), and poetry is CAKE... heh. when i'm in the mood.
anyway. this still all hinges on the most important thing ever: the air traffic control training. i really need them to reply to me like yesterday. because registering is ok. but if i'm going to be elsewhere sooner rather than later, i'd like to not waste my time going back to school, you know? especially if i could be elsewhere. bigger and better things.
promise me, though. promise me that if i actually get called up for training, someone's road tripping down to Oklahoma City one weekend and getting me drunk. because if i'm not under my parents, i deserve time to myself.
and if i get assigned to an airport somewhere else (indy, chi-town, cincy), i want y'all to visit. give me reason to relax for once. and know that if i do get placed and i move out, i'm getting a tattoo to celebrate. and i need someone there to hold my hand, but not stare at my boob, since it'll be below that. :D
