Oh god. Today just kind of sucked.
Let me see....it all started around 6:30 AM, which was when I'd set my alarm for. However, I'd found out the night before that the registrar's office didn't open for spring class registration until 8:30, so I thought, what's the point of hanging out outside? No one else is going to show up that early. So I slept for another hour and a half, and got to the building around 8:15.
There were, like, thirty people waiting in line.
Now, let me explain to you how registration in this school works. The seniors and honor students get to register first. Then, the next day, juniors get to register, then sophomores, and finally, lowly freshmen. By that time, the classes everyone wants are either full or nearly full. It was sad, listening to everyone in the line - some of them had jobs, and needed specific classes at certain times. Others were just trying to get into the second semester of CORE with the same teacher, but someone had leaked that McCarthy's class was super-easy. I was lucky enough to get all the classes I wanted (barely!) but I was standing in line for an hour and a half, fretting.
I was glad that it went off without a hitch, though, and running into the guy from my CORE class who pisses me off to no end with his idiocy and his trying-to-be-cute-and-clever-but-just-coming-off-as-immature-and-STUPID and his annoying voice and misogyny-jokes that AS A MAN HE IS NOT ALLOWED TO MAKE and UGH. WE'RE NOT IN HIGH SCHOOL ANY MORE. GROW UP. I escaped as fast as I could, but being around him just makes my skin crawl. >.<;;;;;;;;
So I got back, watched some Sherlock Holmes (which worked wonders, I might add - there's nothing like cyberpunk detectives and robots and the true love between them~ Oh, and btw? The series just cuts off. Yeah. No resolution. *sigh* Ah, well - wasn't really expecting anything else) and slept. Had sad dreams. Woke up in time to grab some lunch before afternoon classes, where in theater class, Mira was like, "Does anyone else get the urge to mock everything Krystal does?" I feel like such an emo kid for blogging this, but it threw me off for the rest of the day. I don't think she meant anything cruel by it, and the guy she was asking was like, "Uh....no...." but still. When I get embarrassed, I want to crawl into a hole and die. I need to have more confidence. I need a thicker skin, especially if I am going to work in theater at all. But I was panicked through the rest of the class, and it showed - I was nervous, I couldn't relax, I didn't do anything right. Vicious cycle.
I left as quickly as I could. But I'm going to be more careful in that class from now on, even though I know I should be like, THE REST OF YOU BE DAMNED, I'M GOING TO BE THE WAY I AM AND DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK. I'll...I'll try. I think I do have to change myself, if I have any hope of doing this.
And then CORE - he handed us a test and told us to get going. Not having CORE is good. It's a long class. But having another test? Just when I thought the Psych one would be the last for a while? Not so good.
aksjdflkdjflkdsfj. *curls up in corner*