And if you want these kinda dreams..
On the bright side, Chef Boyardee still loves me.
So I go to check my school email (since I don't know my student email address -- What do I ever use it for) because I'm in the process of signing up for a payment plan for fall semester..yay.
So I open an email from my professor, asking about me missing ONE assignment -- and he "regrets" that he should "suggest strongly" to me that I should just drop the class. *raises eyebrow* My grade WAS a B in there, but okay, if the professor wants me to bounce out, who's to argue?
He also reminded me of when the last day I can drop his class was. Whoops; missed that.
So I reply to the email, informing him that I missed the assignment, however have NO intentions of dropping out of his class.
That just rubbed me wrong.
Like here I am, getting on JUST for the sole purpose of paying for another semester; and I get a damn message to drop out...from a PROFESSOR?
Yeah. I'm real fucking motivated to finish this diploma now. *rolls eyes* That's the second damn person from that school who suggested dropping out.
So I talked to mi madre, and let her know I'd be able to do the payment plan..but I'm probably having to drop one class just to ya know, not max out all my creditcards. She thought that was a good idea. =/ Yay, in school longer and paying for it twice as long.
I also mentioned to my mom I'm not far from just dropping out and going to a cosmetology school or something similar until I can sincerely afford to go back to school. =/ awkward.
She got all pissy (no surprise there, she wants me in school superfull time, but doesn't want to help with it... and gets upset with me when I can't make miracles happen..........................)
So yeah. Great fucking day. =)
On that note, I'll kiss my Chef Boyardee goodbye, and look into a stripper school. Or something of the sort.
So I go to check my school email (since I don't know my student email address -- What do I ever use it for) because I'm in the process of signing up for a payment plan for fall semester..yay.
So I open an email from my professor, asking about me missing ONE assignment -- and he "regrets" that he should "suggest strongly" to me that I should just drop the class. *raises eyebrow* My grade WAS a B in there, but okay, if the professor wants me to bounce out, who's to argue?
He also reminded me of when the last day I can drop his class was. Whoops; missed that.
So I reply to the email, informing him that I missed the assignment, however have NO intentions of dropping out of his class.
That just rubbed me wrong.
Like here I am, getting on JUST for the sole purpose of paying for another semester; and I get a damn message to drop out...from a PROFESSOR?
Yeah. I'm real fucking motivated to finish this diploma now. *rolls eyes* That's the second damn person from that school who suggested dropping out.
So I talked to mi madre, and let her know I'd be able to do the payment plan..but I'm probably having to drop one class just to ya know, not max out all my creditcards. She thought that was a good idea. =/ Yay, in school longer and paying for it twice as long.
I also mentioned to my mom I'm not far from just dropping out and going to a cosmetology school or something similar until I can sincerely afford to go back to school. =/ awkward.
She got all pissy (no surprise there, she wants me in school superfull time, but doesn't want to help with it... and gets upset with me when I can't make miracles happen..........................)
So yeah. Great fucking day. =)
On that note, I'll kiss my Chef Boyardee goodbye, and look into a stripper school. Or something of the sort.