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May. 28th, 2001 02:27 pmHave been by advisor's office twice already today, and am gearing up for a third trip. I hate pre-registering. Hate it. I always forget about it till the last minute and end up desperately hunting someone down to sign my form.
Hate it with a particular passion this term because it forces me to consider next year, my senior year, and the undergraduate thesis that goes with it. In order to graduate I have to write a 60-80 page thesis, and then do an oral defense. Ugh ugh. I'm very scared. Happy thoughts, though. I will do fine. Must remember the power of positive thinking.
Day has been underwhelming thus far. Started off by oversleeping because I had set my alarm for PM instead of AM (dumbass me), and had to back out of a commitment because of it. The president of cocoa house had asked me (at about 1AM last night) to drive to a developing place a half hour away to get slide film developed. And sit and wait while it got done. I was decidedly not thrilled. Perhaps I subconsciously set my alarm incorrectly so that I wouldn't have to do it. We may never know.
All I do in this thing is whine about cocoa house. So why don't I continue? :) Our awards banquet is Wednesday, and we discovered over the weekend that the college double-booked the on campus space and we're being booted out. Stupid Reslife gets the space. Hate reslife already! Hate it more now! Argh! So I spent most of yesterday calling up off-campus places and having the following conversation:
Banquet Place: Good afternoon, thank you for calling [Insert Banquet Place Name].
Me: Hi. [Insert poorly expressed, rambly sob story about evil college kicking us out]
BP: (sympathetic) That's awful.
Me: I know. So, I was wondering -- is there any chance you'd have banquet space for seventy people on Wednesday?
BP: (disbelieving) This Wednesday?
Me: Yes. Oh, and also, we can only pay $650 because that's how much it cost on campus, and that's the amount we're approved for. So we might have to ask you to donate some services.
BP:
Me: Maybe $700?
Needless to say, the local eateries aren't exactly clamoring to have us. Oh well. We're hoping the student forum will move and let us host the banquet thingy where they usually hold their meetings.
Oops, gotta go. Time to stalk Professor F. some more.
Hate it with a particular passion this term because it forces me to consider next year, my senior year, and the undergraduate thesis that goes with it. In order to graduate I have to write a 60-80 page thesis, and then do an oral defense. Ugh ugh. I'm very scared. Happy thoughts, though. I will do fine. Must remember the power of positive thinking.
Day has been underwhelming thus far. Started off by oversleeping because I had set my alarm for PM instead of AM (dumbass me), and had to back out of a commitment because of it. The president of cocoa house had asked me (at about 1AM last night) to drive to a developing place a half hour away to get slide film developed. And sit and wait while it got done. I was decidedly not thrilled. Perhaps I subconsciously set my alarm incorrectly so that I wouldn't have to do it. We may never know.
All I do in this thing is whine about cocoa house. So why don't I continue? :) Our awards banquet is Wednesday, and we discovered over the weekend that the college double-booked the on campus space and we're being booted out. Stupid Reslife gets the space. Hate reslife already! Hate it more now! Argh! So I spent most of yesterday calling up off-campus places and having the following conversation:
Banquet Place: Good afternoon, thank you for calling [Insert Banquet Place Name].
Me: Hi. [Insert poorly expressed, rambly sob story about evil college kicking us out]
BP: (sympathetic) That's awful.
Me: I know. So, I was wondering -- is there any chance you'd have banquet space for seventy people on Wednesday?
BP: (disbelieving) This Wednesday?
Me: Yes. Oh, and also, we can only pay $650 because that's how much it cost on campus, and that's the amount we're approved for. So we might have to ask you to donate some services.
BP:
Me: Maybe $700?
Needless to say, the local eateries aren't exactly clamoring to have us. Oh well. We're hoping the student forum will move and let us host the banquet thingy where they usually hold their meetings.
Oops, gotta go. Time to stalk Professor F. some more.
