Song by Jazzanova.
Usually I would not be making another post right now, however, I've got stuff on my mind, and this is where I dump things!
First off, the Heels won their game tonight, so they're 6-1 and they play again on Tues, Lobos on Wed. The game tonight was a lot closer than I thought it would be, and I was getting nervous towards the end that they would lose. Which would suck, and it can't be a good sign if the UNM Lobos are having a better season than you. :P (I had to get a jab in about the Lobos at some point.)
Ok, to get to my point on why I'm making this post. I enroll in classes at midnight tonight, about 2.5 hours from now as I write this.
I have NOT chosen my classes, and I have NOT made the choice of whether I'm going BA or BS. I'm really thinking this one down to the wire, something rather uncommon for me. I had my classes picked out when I enrolled in Spring over a month in advance, and with back up classes in case I needed to adjust my schedule. I don't even have my fucking back up plan in case I don't get into the school I want. So, I'm basically going to do all of that NOW. That's a lot to do in 2.5 hours. I'm going to blog about it as I do it, so as you read this, you're following my thought process. Minus the extra chaos that is chronically simmering in my mind. :P
Ok, so after doing a bit of online research, I've chosen my "safety" school. It offers a BS and a minor in Cognitive Science, and it's not much unlike what I'm doing here at UNM, as a matter of fact, I'm a few credits ahead there than where I'm at here. So, even losing a few credits in transfer, and I fully suspect my honors classes won't transfer for credit but they're not counting towards my degree here either, I come out right about where I am in things. I still get to go for my BS, plus I get to study Cog Sci. So I'm going to gear my classes towards that school, plus I'm guaranteed in as I far exceed minimum reqs and it's not competitive admission. I guess I've basically solved my 3 dilemmas, back up school, BA or BS, and what classes to take. Only took me 19 Google searches, and a shitload of reading through and trying to navigate college websites. So now I need to hammer out my schedule, and thanks to a change in circumstances, I have A LOT of flexibility in my schedule. I'm ridiculously grateful for that.
What amuses me is this school was one of my original 8, but I cut it out when I narrowed down my choices. Doh! Oh well, crisis averted. The only down side is this school doesn't offer a PhD which is my next destination after my BS. (I'm full of BS. :P) However, I could always apply to my current number one choice for grad school and still get to where I'm trying to go. Just would take a different path. Which means a different adventure, different ways to grow...I can get with that. I need to remember to build more flexibility into my plans. I'm really bad about that. I tend to get tunnel vision. Guess that's another area I can improve in.
Ok, let me go hammer out my class schedule. Wow, I feel so relieved and excited about things now! Stress always gets in the way of fun, and this is a really exciting time in my little world.
~A.
Song by Oasis. Only using it because, well, it's Sunday Morning as I write this!
I meant to rant about this Friday, but kept forgetting. So it's going here.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE TO WHERE BLACK FRIDAY SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA?
People die and get put in hospital for this shit. Not to mention having to get up so early God isn't even awake, hang outside in the cold and fight other people for the shit you want. People camp out in front of stores for DAYS. The HELL with THAT. People get all fucking mental during those sales, and you get to see the worst in people. First I dislike shopping. Second, if someone were to push, shove or talk shit to me, they're in for a real nasty surprise. ESPECIALLY if they put their hands on me. That opens the door for me to put my hands on them, and I'm not above doing so knuckle first.
People are fucking ridiculous.
Moving on, the Heels play this evening, and I'm wearing my Carolina blue shorts. GO HEELS! I'm excited! I have my "that was some bullshit" phrase ready to go. :P I'm expecting a win tonight, of course. Don't usually expect that from the Lobos, but they're making me look bad by doing really well. So cheers to both teams!
I've developed an addiction to frosted mini wheats lately. Like eating them 3-4 times a DAY. I'll let you figure out what such large amounts of fiber do to your digestive system and intestinal tract. I'll just say chronic bathroom trips, but I can't stop, they are SO GOOD. They're my new favorite cereal, the previous was Lucky Charms. Not even remotely sure why I mentioned that.
For reasons COMPLETELY beyond me, guys in their late 30 to mid 40s have discovered I exist or something and keep asking me out. I'm talking 9 guys 37+ in the past 2 weeks. The fact I'm TEN to TWENTY years their junior doesn't phase them. Fucking phases me though, I feel like I must look a lot older than I am or something. It makes me feel OLD, period. I refuse to be some old guy's trophy chick. Hell, I refuse to be ANY guy's trophy chick. I have better shit to do. Not to mention most of them are dumb as rocks on a good day. Old, dumb...what exactly is supposed to appeal to me again? Oh, and when I turn them down, they either call me a bitch (not entirely debating that one) or they give me some bullshit about how I'm wasting my time with guys my age and an older man knows how to better treat a woman. Insecure much? Geez. I'm 26 and rather intelligent, treating me like I need to be guided by an older man because I'm some form of helpless is a good way to PISS ME OFF. This is one of those times I love my headphones, I just put them on, turn them up, and walk away before I slap someone. It's just some creepy bullshit. I need a shirt that says don't even ask me, I'm not interested or something.
The more I learn about people through interactions and my major, the more I become disinterested in other people because they fucking scare me. I finally conquer my autism enough to come out of my shell and try and connect with other people, but now I'm starting to think I had the right idea the first time around. Though, I will admit a large part of that is being disgusted with the lack of intellectual peers in my life. I'm seriously allergic to stupid.
~A.