Overall? Today Went Well.
So, today was orientation at school. And I knew, I KNEW it couldn't go off without a hitch. It was a hitch alright, but something workable. It can be fixed.
IT CAN BE FIXED, SELF.
Now breathe.
I sent my immunization record not once this summer, but TWICE. And you know what? When I went to enter my classes into the computer, the advisor clicked her teeth and said, "Well."
Shit.
Of course they had no record of my immunization record, OF COURSE. So i had to register part time, 9 credits. 12 is full time...but the admin gave me a3 credit class to fill in when I settle the immunization garbage (Latin...ew), and a list of other 3 credit courses available (psychology to the rescue...)
So Mom called the doctor's office right then and there, and they faxed it. It'll be in their files by Friday evening, so I can register online on Saturday.
Well, I leave for Maryland tomorrow morning, 8AM. Excited? You better believe it, it's home! But...
I'm irritated about having to deal with this college bullshit on my blissful 16 day indulging of the eastern shore.
I miss home.
Why can't ETSU learn to COMMUNICATE with students via CONFIRMATIONS and WHAT IS STILL NEEDED? I paid 60 dollars for Mom and I to be there, and we sat through 8 HOURS of sessions and seminars just to hear, "Well."
Bull. Shit.
On a happier note...
Schedule looks good, if I get the psych class I want. :)
Two Monday, Wednesday, Friday courses, and two Tuesday, Thursday courses. MWF courses are way early in the morning (but I get the afternoons to study!), and Tuesday Thursday courses are midafternoon (which means I CAN PLAY BINGO ON FRIDAYS!!! not.) I'm planning on finding a weekend job. ETSU hires temps in the language department. Maybe I can snag something there. They'd be more understanding if I asked for time off for studies.
But the paycheck can't be much. Do they even have to pay minimum wage?
So I'm sitting up in bed, propped up on my fancy (walmart fancy) black pillow, with Ellie (Mom's cute dauchsund) burrowed under the quilt around me. She keeps me warm. Tonight, she's extra snuggly. I think she knows her sleeping buddy is going MIA...
I threw some clothes into a giant drawstring bag. My chargers and junk are in a B.A.M. store plastic bag. I bought two poetry books...felt right to be able to read up on Wordsworth whenever I pleased...
I doubt I need much else. I'll only be home for 16 days.
I just find it weird that I'm packing to take a trip home. It's always been the opposite...packing to go somewhere else.
But I need this. I need family, and Conor, and Katie and Sami. I need the WATER.
I need to soak my feet at Windy Hill, sweat a few pounds in the humidity, and breathe.
Breathe. You're home.