Today...
was registration day, as everyone knows.
I planned my schedule out way in advance...
both my shitty required advertising classes...
shitty management...
art history, which is now going to be replaced by drawing for non-majors, if the waitlist god smiles on me...
practice in spoken french...
and, queue a chorus of angels, Phonetic Discription of Speech.
Things are about to get a little nerdy here.
I fucking love phonetics and language and linguistics.
They are so extremely interesting.
I'm not joking.
I almost pissed my pants when I saw that there was a phonetics class that could fill my other communication class requirement.
So I type in my little number last...
everything with registration had been going so well...
and Phonetic Description of Speech is restricted.
Sociocultural Basis of Communication here I come.
I planned my schedule out way in advance...
both my shitty required advertising classes...
shitty management...
art history, which is now going to be replaced by drawing for non-majors, if the waitlist god smiles on me...
practice in spoken french...
and, queue a chorus of angels, Phonetic Discription of Speech.
Things are about to get a little nerdy here.
I fucking love phonetics and language and linguistics.
They are so extremely interesting.
I'm not joking.
I almost pissed my pants when I saw that there was a phonetics class that could fill my other communication class requirement.
So I type in my little number last...
everything with registration had been going so well...
and Phonetic Description of Speech is restricted.
Sociocultural Basis of Communication here I come.