Meh
Okay, this is going to be a bitchy post, but only because I'm so angry I can't even see straight.
Not at someone, not at myself, but angry because there's nothing I can do to fix my problems until Thursday.
-this, unable to fix problems,enrages me like nothing else on this planet. I am also the most impatient person in the universe. This is not a good combo.
My problem? My classes are fucked up. They gave me two uni classes, or rather they wrote I did. On the paper they printed out with my classes? Wrong. The one on the internet that I'm paying for? Right. They are however, not the same.
So, I now have to explain to at least two teachers the fuck up, hope they forgive and understand and are okay with it (it is after all, the first week of school) -and not bitch me out for not noticing sooner.
Second problem, and this effects the first, is that since I live at the hotel, because the dorms aren't finished. Meaning I'm not on campus, and the shuttle buses they give us, run from 7 am to 4 pm. 30 mins wait rotation. -most of my classes are back to back and I rarely have time to come back. -Today was horrible because my English class is 6pm to 8pm. Fun right? So I jump on the bus at 4, get a snack and wait. Go to class, and get out at 8:09. Call for bus.
-then a storm, with rain like a flood, lightning every two seconds and thunder that LITERALLY shook the doors hits.
The building? Also closing. We were the last class.
8:45 still no bus.
Cleaning ladies are now looking at me worriedly, like I'm a hobo looking for shelter. Call bus again.
Five second phone call, that leaves us both confused.-he hangs up while I'm mid-question.
9:00 - still no bus, storm gets worse, cleaning ladies leave. I sit alone, in an empty dark building. Start texting everyone I know with a car for help, of course no one answers. -I then fear I am in a horror movie, and soon someone in a scooby-doo rip off costume will try and kill me.
9:23 - Bus comes, I have to run across a parking lot in pouring rain, and turns out, also have to give directions to an equally confused young driver dude, who flat out told me, "I have no idea where the hotel is." -the fact I suck at directions and very loudly/numerously tell everyone I meet that I get lost easily doesn't help.
10:04 - Get to hotel, can't do laundry 'cus the machines are broken, missed dinner, find out the mix up about classes, find out there's no food, and everything closes in 20 mins.
-so I said FUCK IT, we went across the street and picked up a 10 dollar steak at Outback (plus a free salad for breakfast tomorrow) and happily munched on it until we both passed out on our beds, with me watching Community.
So yeah, that was my night. I'm still pissed, and I can't fix until I personally see the teachers because Wednesday is too busy (another 8am to 8 pm) and I also have to get to Walmart to get money for books. -but again, fuck it. I don't care.
Not at someone, not at myself, but angry because there's nothing I can do to fix my problems until Thursday.
-this, unable to fix problems,enrages me like nothing else on this planet. I am also the most impatient person in the universe. This is not a good combo.
My problem? My classes are fucked up. They gave me two uni classes, or rather they wrote I did. On the paper they printed out with my classes? Wrong. The one on the internet that I'm paying for? Right. They are however, not the same.
So, I now have to explain to at least two teachers the fuck up, hope they forgive and understand and are okay with it (it is after all, the first week of school) -and not bitch me out for not noticing sooner.
Second problem, and this effects the first, is that since I live at the hotel, because the dorms aren't finished. Meaning I'm not on campus, and the shuttle buses they give us, run from 7 am to 4 pm. 30 mins wait rotation. -most of my classes are back to back and I rarely have time to come back. -Today was horrible because my English class is 6pm to 8pm. Fun right? So I jump on the bus at 4, get a snack and wait. Go to class, and get out at 8:09. Call for bus.
-then a storm, with rain like a flood, lightning every two seconds and thunder that LITERALLY shook the doors hits.
The building? Also closing. We were the last class.
8:45 still no bus.
Cleaning ladies are now looking at me worriedly, like I'm a hobo looking for shelter. Call bus again.
Five second phone call, that leaves us both confused.-he hangs up while I'm mid-question.
9:00 - still no bus, storm gets worse, cleaning ladies leave. I sit alone, in an empty dark building. Start texting everyone I know with a car for help, of course no one answers. -I then fear I am in a horror movie, and soon someone in a scooby-doo rip off costume will try and kill me.
9:23 - Bus comes, I have to run across a parking lot in pouring rain, and turns out, also have to give directions to an equally confused young driver dude, who flat out told me, "I have no idea where the hotel is." -the fact I suck at directions and very loudly/numerously tell everyone I meet that I get lost easily doesn't help.
10:04 - Get to hotel, can't do laundry 'cus the machines are broken, missed dinner, find out the mix up about classes, find out there's no food, and everything closes in 20 mins.
-so I said FUCK IT, we went across the street and picked up a 10 dollar steak at Outback (plus a free salad for breakfast tomorrow) and happily munched on it until we both passed out on our beds, with me watching Community.
So yeah, that was my night. I'm still pissed, and I can't fix until I personally see the teachers because Wednesday is too busy (another 8am to 8 pm) and I also have to get to Walmart to get money for books. -but again, fuck it. I don't care.