Update: I have to speak to the professor about the grade first. The Appeals Committee is the last step in a long line of misery.
The real blow? I am one class short of graduation. That means I have to stay till May. I am devastated. It goes back to my class transfers at Miami Dade - which were 3 credit classes.
We will not be moving till June. I know there’s probably a reason, but fuck if I know what it is right now. If you need me, I will be sulking. Have a nice day.
August 11th, 2006 at 7:24 am
Sorry love. All we can do is adapt.
August 11th, 2006 at 8:06 am
I know…but it still makes me very mad and more than a little frustrated. I will get over it.
August 11th, 2006 at 8:49 am
You should do something to make yourself happy. Yesterday, I bought myself a root beer float. I’m not suggesting you eat something bad, but sometimes it helps
August 11th, 2006 at 8:57 am
I think a gelati and a trip to the dog park are in order. Oh, and a margarita (just one) and some enchiladas with mole (it’s not mole…I just can’t do the accent thingy) sauce. Time to make me happy. damnit