shawty got low low low low low low low low
Maybe I'm listening to Low right now? Maybe? (Shawty had them apple bottom jeans, boots with the furrr) To steal Joshua's phrase- I'm a chocolate cake with white icing. lol
Anyway! Past few days have been interesting. Some frustrating, some amazing! I guess I'll start with the most random thing though. So remember that guy that was kind of retarded? No-wanger (his tuba nickname). Yeah, well he IMed again the other day. I swear this guy really needs to get him some so he can leave me the hell alone. For some strange reason I'm still nice to him. I'm polite or whatever. Try to let him down easy. He's just so persistant. Kind of obsessive actually. Maybe I'm nice because I feel sorry for him because he's so obviously dumb. Maybe next time he'll catch me on a bad day when I don't feel like dealing with stupid people. At least we still get a laugh out of it every time he talks to me.
So, how about the amazing news now? Melissa got a call from Delview the other day. WE GOT OUR APARTMENT!!! We're so happy. I was screaming and jumping around our place yesterday. Maybe I overreacted a little, but hey, we were ecstatic. So we get to sign the lease today after I get off work. So after this afternoon, we will officially have Rivercliff Apartment C-1. Whoo!!!! I'll post pictures as soon as they clean it and we get to go in. But it has a nice living room with a dining room area and a pretty good sized kitchen. It comes with a washer and dryer in the place and me and Melissa will have our own bathrooms and just share a shower. Her bedroom is a good deal bigger than mine, but I'm being nice and letting her have it 1. because she's never had her own room before 2. she has no real home, so she has a lot more stuff than I do. And she also will have her boy coming to visit every now and then, so those weekends the room will be occupied by 2. Though, I'll probably be living with Preston or Dustin those weekends. I don't really want to be hearing noises through the wall. But I'm just so excited.
Ready for the frustrating news? ok. Ready, set, go!
(...I might be sleep deprived a bit...deal with it)
So, last week, I finally told my parents about my lack of classes this semester. They were actually ok with it. I was afraid they were going to be furious, but they seemed fine. They even promised not to really talk about it with me. Well, I got an e-mail this week from them saying they wanted to make sure the University wouldn't kick me out before next year. They wanted to know for sure before I signed the lease for the apartment. They told me to e-mail Ann Webb, the dean of A&S. No problem. So I e-mailed her with my situation and asked if the University would kick me out. She e-mailed me back saying she could only give me a general answer because she couldn't discuss my records via e-mail. But she did say "The University does not bar enrollment for fall semester because of the number of hours attempted in the preceding semester." Sounds like a good answer, right? Well, apparently not. ...This is where it starts getting frustrating for me. Apparently my mom wanted to hear that I, personally, without a doubt will be able to return. Ok. Fine. So I e-mailed Dr. Prickett. She's my advisor, and she already knows everything that's going on with me. So I e-mailed her with that question along with others including the possibility of switching majors. And while I was waiting for her reply, that's when we got approved at Delview and found out we needed to sign the lease by today. Well, I started getting a little worried. What if I didn't get an answer? So I semi-argued with my mom about it, and she gave in and said I could probably sign the lease anyway, since I'd probably have 72 hours to get out of it. Well I got an answer from Dr. Prickett saying I should just go tackle the lines at the A&S building and get set up with a new advisor and he/she could tell me my returning status. Alright. Well. I talk to my mom about everything. She wanted me to make Melissa do a bunch of running around with the lease while I was at work so that I could go to Clark Hall after work and wait there for hours and eat chips or something for lunch on the way over there and then not be able to leave to go home until later in the afternoon even though they already bought tickets for me to go somewhere tonight in Mobile. I end up telling her exactly how I feel about this whole deal. It's unfair on my part because I did what they wanted, but it wasn't good enough. I've been working all semester on getting my life back together and they just dropped this new load on my plate, and I'm sorry, but I'm still on the road to recovery and I can only handle so much. And I was sure the University would let me back. I mean, I'm not even on Academic Probation. I have a 2.9 GPA. Not bad. I'm so sure, that I'm willing to take out a student loan to pay for my apartment if I did get kicked out. Well for some reason, my mom got pissed at me for speaking my mind and hung up on me. So I had to call my dad later that night and reason things out with him. So now, I can go ahead and sign the lease today no matter what. He will try calling Ann Webb, and if he can't get in touch with her, I'll go by Clark Hall and see if it's busy. If not, I'll go talk to someone and get proof that I can come back next year.
I'm still pretty upset that my parents are overreacting like this. But I know they've just never dealt with a failure in the family before. Wait, I'm not a failure. I'm just not quite up to their expectations. Whatever. I've dealt with that all my life. That's why I'm not letting them get to me too much.
Soooo.... I only got 5 hours of sleep last night. And I still have to pack, have lunch, and then drive 4 hours home. Holy crap...it just all of a sudden started pouring outside. It wasn't even really cloudy when I walked over here at 7. Awesome. OK. I think my brain's finally pretty much empty.
P.S. AMATEUR SURGEON ON ADULTSWIM.COM SUCKS BUTT BECAUSE I CAN'T GET PAST THIS ONE GUY. AND HE SUCKS AND I HATE IT AND IT SUCKS. Ok. I'm done.
Anyway! Past few days have been interesting. Some frustrating, some amazing! I guess I'll start with the most random thing though. So remember that guy that was kind of retarded? No-wanger (his tuba nickname). Yeah, well he IMed again the other day. I swear this guy really needs to get him some so he can leave me the hell alone. For some strange reason I'm still nice to him. I'm polite or whatever. Try to let him down easy. He's just so persistant. Kind of obsessive actually. Maybe I'm nice because I feel sorry for him because he's so obviously dumb. Maybe next time he'll catch me on a bad day when I don't feel like dealing with stupid people. At least we still get a laugh out of it every time he talks to me.
So, how about the amazing news now? Melissa got a call from Delview the other day. WE GOT OUR APARTMENT!!! We're so happy. I was screaming and jumping around our place yesterday. Maybe I overreacted a little, but hey, we were ecstatic. So we get to sign the lease today after I get off work. So after this afternoon, we will officially have Rivercliff Apartment C-1. Whoo!!!! I'll post pictures as soon as they clean it and we get to go in. But it has a nice living room with a dining room area and a pretty good sized kitchen. It comes with a washer and dryer in the place and me and Melissa will have our own bathrooms and just share a shower. Her bedroom is a good deal bigger than mine, but I'm being nice and letting her have it 1. because she's never had her own room before 2. she has no real home, so she has a lot more stuff than I do. And she also will have her boy coming to visit every now and then, so those weekends the room will be occupied by 2. Though, I'll probably be living with Preston or Dustin those weekends. I don't really want to be hearing noises through the wall. But I'm just so excited.
Ready for the frustrating news? ok. Ready, set, go!
(...I might be sleep deprived a bit...deal with it)
So, last week, I finally told my parents about my lack of classes this semester. They were actually ok with it. I was afraid they were going to be furious, but they seemed fine. They even promised not to really talk about it with me. Well, I got an e-mail this week from them saying they wanted to make sure the University wouldn't kick me out before next year. They wanted to know for sure before I signed the lease for the apartment. They told me to e-mail Ann Webb, the dean of A&S. No problem. So I e-mailed her with my situation and asked if the University would kick me out. She e-mailed me back saying she could only give me a general answer because she couldn't discuss my records via e-mail. But she did say "The University does not bar enrollment for fall semester because of the number of hours attempted in the preceding semester." Sounds like a good answer, right? Well, apparently not. ...This is where it starts getting frustrating for me. Apparently my mom wanted to hear that I, personally, without a doubt will be able to return. Ok. Fine. So I e-mailed Dr. Prickett. She's my advisor, and she already knows everything that's going on with me. So I e-mailed her with that question along with others including the possibility of switching majors. And while I was waiting for her reply, that's when we got approved at Delview and found out we needed to sign the lease by today. Well, I started getting a little worried. What if I didn't get an answer? So I semi-argued with my mom about it, and she gave in and said I could probably sign the lease anyway, since I'd probably have 72 hours to get out of it. Well I got an answer from Dr. Prickett saying I should just go tackle the lines at the A&S building and get set up with a new advisor and he/she could tell me my returning status. Alright. Well. I talk to my mom about everything. She wanted me to make Melissa do a bunch of running around with the lease while I was at work so that I could go to Clark Hall after work and wait there for hours and eat chips or something for lunch on the way over there and then not be able to leave to go home until later in the afternoon even though they already bought tickets for me to go somewhere tonight in Mobile. I end up telling her exactly how I feel about this whole deal. It's unfair on my part because I did what they wanted, but it wasn't good enough. I've been working all semester on getting my life back together and they just dropped this new load on my plate, and I'm sorry, but I'm still on the road to recovery and I can only handle so much. And I was sure the University would let me back. I mean, I'm not even on Academic Probation. I have a 2.9 GPA. Not bad. I'm so sure, that I'm willing to take out a student loan to pay for my apartment if I did get kicked out. Well for some reason, my mom got pissed at me for speaking my mind and hung up on me. So I had to call my dad later that night and reason things out with him. So now, I can go ahead and sign the lease today no matter what. He will try calling Ann Webb, and if he can't get in touch with her, I'll go by Clark Hall and see if it's busy. If not, I'll go talk to someone and get proof that I can come back next year.
I'm still pretty upset that my parents are overreacting like this. But I know they've just never dealt with a failure in the family before. Wait, I'm not a failure. I'm just not quite up to their expectations. Whatever. I've dealt with that all my life. That's why I'm not letting them get to me too much.
Soooo.... I only got 5 hours of sleep last night. And I still have to pack, have lunch, and then drive 4 hours home. Holy crap...it just all of a sudden started pouring outside. It wasn't even really cloudy when I walked over here at 7. Awesome. OK. I think my brain's finally pretty much empty.
P.S. AMATEUR SURGEON ON ADULTSWIM.COM SUCKS BUTT BECAUSE I CAN'T GET PAST THIS ONE GUY. AND HE SUCKS AND I HATE IT AND IT SUCKS. Ok. I'm done.