Coming from a small city, it’s not unusual to see me zipping by on empty streets. I like it. I love the high speed-limits of open roads, the wind in my hair.
You’re not really always able to do that in Atlanta. There’s traffic. Everywhere. So many stoplights. So many stop-signs… and other cars! Earlier today, John and I went to the store. It was a routine grocery run. There wasn’t anything special going on in the neighborhood. Yet… though there was just a trickle of cars coming into Wal-mart, the line to get out of the parking lot was backed up around the entire length of the lot. As it turned out, it was just a broken stop light. Our lane wasn’t going anywhere and the traffic on the other side never stopped.
If you saw me 2 years ago in the same situation, an excited, college freshman with to much energy, faced with the agonizing wait of Atlanta traffic, you wouldn’t have felt sorry for me. No, you would have laughed with milk coming out of your nose from the hilarity that was me freaking out about the completely halted traffic.
Two years later and what I would hope to call maturity on my side, these things are simply… expected. Yaaay.
Ummm.. okay. X_x … Yeah, so the schedule I wanted is nowhere near what I ended up getting. The classes I wanted just filled up way to quickly! To all the prospective students out there, this is where transfer credits come in handy. If you can get slightly ahead of your group, you can register before them and get the classes you want. However, some of my college classes I took in high school didn’t transfer, so I’m slightly behind in credit hours compared to my incoming class and the fact that they can register a full day before me is killing me. I need the same classes, but they get to go first. I mean, it’s my fault. I’m behind. I should have taken more hours in previous semesters to make up for things… and the 6 credit hours I got from taking classes in Spain over the summer don’t transfer until after spring registration. …. grrr
Pictured LEFT: Schedule I wanted…
Pictured RIGHT: Schedule I may end up having (filled with classes that don’t necessarily do me any good… except for free electives)…. and just as a side note, but of them are missing about 4 hours worth of film screenings X_x
*sign * … I set up a meeting with my adviser (CM has a really good adviser; <3 her ^_^) so hopefully that helps. I also put in some overrides, so … there’s still time to fix it …
Soooooo… the Women@CC we’re supposed to go Apple Picking today for the apples for the Phantasma apple station, but several of us (yeah… including me) are really sick with the flu. I wish I had gotten a flu shot. They’re free to Georgia Tech Students at the Health Center, but I never got around to it. Now I’ve gotten the flu twice this season. Mental note to self…. go get a flu shot when I get better X_x.
They shot it. Someone/some people shot our apartment door not with paintball bullets this time, but bb bullets.
We heard a lot of shots fired at our door, but when we tried to look out the peep-hole, it was covered. We opened the door to find someone had covered it with a name-tag and had shot a bunch of bb’s at our door…. dents in the door and wall… bb’s on the floor. I’m not liking all the harassment my apartment is getting… NOT cool. Apparently there’s been people knocking and then running too (not while I’m around) and someone stole the exit sign outside our apartment (housing’s aleady replaced it). We’ve contacted housing every time something happens, but Grrrrrrrr … just because they’re in college doesn’t make them anymore mature than when they were high school… *sigh*
I came home this morning to find this (see pics below). That’s my apartment door. Need I say more? :S
Our door was the only one in the entire apartment building that was paintball shot. There was actually one other shot at another end of the hallway and one other at another end… and that’s it. It’s actually almost kind of funny…. but craziness.