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Aug. 28th, 2008 03:02 amThe people at school that do the scheduling are going to kill me. I think this is switch #4 or 5 by now.
The story behind this latest class switching: computer class teacher guy (whose class I was taking the internet section of anyway because I figured that was the easiest way to get this stupid required course out of the way while doing a minimum of busy work for crap that I already know all of) says drop the class and take the exemption test at some point. That's what I had been planning to do anywayEven if I don't pass the test (which I should, judging by what he says is on there), worst case scenario I just sign up for the class again the same internet way next time. New class is another one of those gen eds that I will need that's now open. Idk if they'll let me switch, though, because it'd make a third honors course when they only were letting people have the one. But Marcia (honors lady at school) said that that was only until they knew if they had space, so perhaps will work? Idk.
Dumb health center had me on hold for 15 minutes trying to get an appointment for the amphetomenical goodness so I can actually do this homework stuff. I finally hung up--I bet what they did was left early and just put the phone on hold so they could pretend they were still there, as it was 15 minutes before they closed when I called. And I haven't gotten around to complain about money/food plans yet (how I think they've got me on the wrong one) and won't until at least Friday, as Thursday is my classes-from-dawn-until-dusk day. But I definitely don't want to switch up to the 19 that the scholarship pays for because I've still got like 10 after dinner tonight; schedule-wise, I just don't pass by places during the 2 hour block they've got things open. I totally figured that dining hall was something like a constantly open buffet, but no.
Went to the BiGala GSA type thing meeting this afternoon, which was pretty cool. We were huge. As in, had to leave the original room because we were over fire code with something like 89 people. Nothing really big done the first meeting, naturally, but intros and then one of those "get people to sign your paper in the box whose requirements they can satisfy" things. And the intros were v. enlightening. In that it really was a lesson in how you can't assume anything. You had to stand up and say name, year in school, major, and preferred pronoun. There was only one person that said something other than I would have expected (though some of the intros went before I got there, and I wondered about a couple of them) for pronoun, but he was obviously biologically female and not at all androgenous-looking, IMO; very femme. So that was cool.
The really, really cool thing? The two older women in the back (it's a community-wide thing, not just students, though mostly) got to stand up and introduce themselves and I just about squeed my pants. The one gave her name, introduced the other as her partner and gave her name (neither of which I can remember, sadness), and then "and we're your friendly, local--" and her partner chimed in with her "--lesbian librarians!" I already was planning on making sure I met one of the librarians who I ran into during random Facebook surfing because she shares tons of my TV shows, now there are three that are wicked awesome.
And to end. OMG THE HEAT. Today I biked to the gym before class where there is no air conditioner, worked out for about 40 minutes, went to my gym lab where we walked on the track for a mile (totally was the only one that understood "brisk--it's got to be under 15 minutes to really work"--I beat everybody by a good 1:15 and was the only one under 15 because they are fail.), biked to my genetics course which is 65 people in a freaking tiny room and on the opposite side of campus, biked back to a third side of campus for a 125 person lecture class, biked to first side for remainder of gym time, biked back to fourth (zeroth?) side to the dorm. Heat. Fail.
The story behind this latest class switching: computer class teacher guy (whose class I was taking the internet section of anyway because I figured that was the easiest way to get this stupid required course out of the way while doing a minimum of busy work for crap that I already know all of) says drop the class and take the exemption test at some point. That's what I had been planning to do anywayEven if I don't pass the test (which I should, judging by what he says is on there), worst case scenario I just sign up for the class again the same internet way next time. New class is another one of those gen eds that I will need that's now open. Idk if they'll let me switch, though, because it'd make a third honors course when they only were letting people have the one. But Marcia (honors lady at school) said that that was only until they knew if they had space, so perhaps will work? Idk.
Dumb health center had me on hold for 15 minutes trying to get an appointment for the amphetomenical goodness so I can actually do this homework stuff. I finally hung up--I bet what they did was left early and just put the phone on hold so they could pretend they were still there, as it was 15 minutes before they closed when I called. And I haven't gotten around to complain about money/food plans yet (how I think they've got me on the wrong one) and won't until at least Friday, as Thursday is my classes-from-dawn-until-dusk day. But I definitely don't want to switch up to the 19 that the scholarship pays for because I've still got like 10 after dinner tonight; schedule-wise, I just don't pass by places during the 2 hour block they've got things open. I totally figured that dining hall was something like a constantly open buffet, but no.
Went to the BiGala GSA type thing meeting this afternoon, which was pretty cool. We were huge. As in, had to leave the original room because we were over fire code with something like 89 people. Nothing really big done the first meeting, naturally, but intros and then one of those "get people to sign your paper in the box whose requirements they can satisfy" things. And the intros were v. enlightening. In that it really was a lesson in how you can't assume anything. You had to stand up and say name, year in school, major, and preferred pronoun. There was only one person that said something other than I would have expected (though some of the intros went before I got there, and I wondered about a couple of them) for pronoun, but he was obviously biologically female and not at all androgenous-looking, IMO; very femme. So that was cool.
The really, really cool thing? The two older women in the back (it's a community-wide thing, not just students, though mostly) got to stand up and introduce themselves and I just about squeed my pants. The one gave her name, introduced the other as her partner and gave her name (neither of which I can remember, sadness), and then "and we're your friendly, local--" and her partner chimed in with her "--lesbian librarians!" I already was planning on making sure I met one of the librarians who I ran into during random Facebook surfing because she shares tons of my TV shows, now there are three that are wicked awesome.
And to end. OMG THE HEAT. Today I biked to the gym before class where there is no air conditioner, worked out for about 40 minutes, went to my gym lab where we walked on the track for a mile (totally was the only one that understood "brisk--it's got to be under 15 minutes to really work"--I beat everybody by a good 1:15 and was the only one under 15 because they are fail.), biked to my genetics course which is 65 people in a freaking tiny room and on the opposite side of campus, biked back to a third side of campus for a 125 person lecture class, biked to first side for remainder of gym time, biked back to fourth (zeroth?) side to the dorm. Heat. Fail.
