Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo

Every time that I've attempted to speak to an advisor at school, they have either already gone home for the day (at 10 am, mind you), or were currently in a meeting. I was beginning to wonder if there were any advisors for the Health department type thingie at all, or if they were just yankin' my chain.

After talking to one today, I'm relieved to now have a game plan regarding my college career. I am, however, a tad bit overwhelmed with everything that I need to accomplish. Four years? At the pace I'm going and with what I need to take, I'm looking at SIX or so. I am also sad to discover that they do NOT have a course for American Sign Language, although I could solemnly swear that I had seen it in the course book awhile ago. Maybe I'll learn Russian instead. Sure, Spanish may be a bit more useful depending upon where I'm living, but Russian will come in VERY very handy here in the Pacific Northwest.


Two English courses. Two math courses, a pre-chemistry and then chemistry. Three biology courses. Two psychology courses. One six-week training that will cost me $650 (not including class accessories, of course) that is NOT covered by financial aid, as it is not a credit course. And those are just the mandatory prereqs that I have to pass with flying colors before I can even think to APPLY to the Nursing program. Faaaaantastic.

Had a moment of funtasm as I was sitting in a discussion group in English 101. The teacher randomly grouped us in groups of four to discuss an essay that had been written in 1996 about safe sex and how the media try to ingrain it in us that if we have sex without a condom, we will instantly shrivel up and die from AIDS. I stated that now it's somewhat of the same, but because of better medications that prolong the life of the person with HIV and AIDS, we're pretty much desensitised to all of the hype now. The others instantly began to argue with me, saying that it's everywhere, you can DIIIIE, etc. I then chuckled as I looked around at the three others I had been grouped with. I then stated that the reason my opinion is so different from theirs is because IIIII, unlike them, was actually 21 when the essay had been written, whereas they were 8 - 11 years old and thusly had no first-hand experience with sex during 1996. After they picked their jaws up off of the desk (OHMYGAWYOUDON'LOOKTHATOLDOHMYGAW!!!), they instantly shut up and listened to every single word I had to say on the subject, as I had lived through all of it first-hand.


paper has been written. mp3 player has been redone (FINALLY). taxes have been filled out (though i need one of the nifty new 2 cent stamps to send it) to the degree of a nice 671 buckaroos coming back to me.

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