Do you hear a voice? Even though you aren't schizophrenic.
My cookies saved that title from some forum way back when. I should update, I've been off for a while.
Shit hit the fan on the last day of classes, that's the only way to describe it. Woke up at quarter to 6 expecting the fire alarm to go off for our ever annoying campus tradition of waking up early to dance around a tree and celebrate our promoted class status. Yup so I sang "Damn Dutch", knowing a surprisingly lot of the words through osmosis, as part of the rising senior class. Pssst...don't have enough credits to be a senior. Whatever, it'll be easy to make it all up in time for graduation in May, I hope...
Well shit hit the fan after breakfast (I was so shocked to see president Ryerson serving breakfast, because, I didn't have a last day of class last year since I'd left school in April. I completely forgot she did that, so seeing her just freaked me out. Then she was like "What can I get you?" and I was flabbergasted. I seriously wanted coffee and yogurt with my favorite granola (whith Sodexo refused to replenish this month and substituted it with a weirdo Berries N Cream). Anyhow, managed to get the President to serve up sausages, coffee was out (thanks to 6AM wake up) and my mood plummeted (sleep deprivation +overdue work+ work due in 2 hrs that was NOT going to get done, etc.). Went to the Main computer lab and realized "Oh Shit! That THOUGHT is coming back again..." Couldn't figure out who to go to for help so I wound up in front of the Career Services office, spilling my guts out to a complete, but sympathetic, stranger (a rarity at school-the stranger that is). Went to the health center with her for the already familiar routine of "should she be hosptialized?" and "Let's ask teh deans behind her back!"
Came back to my room half an hour later after 2 frenzied deans met with me (poor thing, it was Dean Green's last day of class too), had incompletes in all my classes (thanks Dean K) and scared shitless parents driving up to get me. "We appreciate your candidness with us," was the deans' remark to me. Gosh darnit! So now I have teh rest of the summer to complete the work I was way too anxious to finish at school. No biggy.
To go back to KB or not? Hell yeah! I love it there! Gotta get in touch with Dan today to ask for a time slot.
Also went to the animal hospital where I did my freshy J-term internship to see if they'd like a volunteer vet tech (no use getting paid if I'm not certified, the money is in the certificiation). Nagging mothers "Get your incompletes done!!!", house on the market and a potential move to San Antonio, interesting....
People ask if I'll be moving down there with my parents, frankly I don't know. My stuff certainly, it needs aplace to crash, literally, but me and my 120 Ibs, I don't know...
Toodles for today,
Hippo
Shit hit the fan on the last day of classes, that's the only way to describe it. Woke up at quarter to 6 expecting the fire alarm to go off for our ever annoying campus tradition of waking up early to dance around a tree and celebrate our promoted class status. Yup so I sang "Damn Dutch", knowing a surprisingly lot of the words through osmosis, as part of the rising senior class. Pssst...don't have enough credits to be a senior. Whatever, it'll be easy to make it all up in time for graduation in May, I hope...
Well shit hit the fan after breakfast (I was so shocked to see president Ryerson serving breakfast, because, I didn't have a last day of class last year since I'd left school in April. I completely forgot she did that, so seeing her just freaked me out. Then she was like "What can I get you?" and I was flabbergasted. I seriously wanted coffee and yogurt with my favorite granola (whith Sodexo refused to replenish this month and substituted it with a weirdo Berries N Cream). Anyhow, managed to get the President to serve up sausages, coffee was out (thanks to 6AM wake up) and my mood plummeted (sleep deprivation +overdue work+ work due in 2 hrs that was NOT going to get done, etc.). Went to the Main computer lab and realized "Oh Shit! That THOUGHT is coming back again..." Couldn't figure out who to go to for help so I wound up in front of the Career Services office, spilling my guts out to a complete, but sympathetic, stranger (a rarity at school-the stranger that is). Went to the health center with her for the already familiar routine of "should she be hosptialized?" and "Let's ask teh deans behind her back!"
Came back to my room half an hour later after 2 frenzied deans met with me (poor thing, it was Dean Green's last day of class too), had incompletes in all my classes (thanks Dean K) and scared shitless parents driving up to get me. "We appreciate your candidness with us," was the deans' remark to me. Gosh darnit! So now I have teh rest of the summer to complete the work I was way too anxious to finish at school. No biggy.
To go back to KB or not? Hell yeah! I love it there! Gotta get in touch with Dan today to ask for a time slot.
Also went to the animal hospital where I did my freshy J-term internship to see if they'd like a volunteer vet tech (no use getting paid if I'm not certified, the money is in the certificiation). Nagging mothers "Get your incompletes done!!!", house on the market and a potential move to San Antonio, interesting....
People ask if I'll be moving down there with my parents, frankly I don't know. My stuff certainly, it needs aplace to crash, literally, but me and my 120 Ibs, I don't know...
Toodles for today,
Hippo