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May. 8th, 2009 02:57 pmI hate orientations.
I particularly hate orientations that start at 10am (when I am an hour away, meaning I actually have to wake up at a reasonable hour). Even more so, I hate orientations that are supposed to be four hours long, but are in fact, only an hour and a half, half of which consisted of meeting with my adviser (which I did just four days ago, and I still don't have my f'ing grade, so no new decisions could be made), and with a career/curriculum adviser whose only contribution was "You seem to know what you're doing, keep it up. Oh, and I see you had a sucky semester, you'll need to bring your GPA up." Thank you for that. I did not know any of that.
I want to be out of school so bad. Six years is enough. Funny to think that only two years ago, I thought I wanted to be in school forever. Easy to understand, I guess, when at the time I was finishing up a degree that I really and truly loved getting. Even easier to understand why I'm really hating school now, stuck in the middle of a degree that I don't particularly want. Christ, I don't want to be an accountant. And yet. Urgh.
Whatever. It's just until next December.
I particularly hate orientations that start at 10am (when I am an hour away, meaning I actually have to wake up at a reasonable hour). Even more so, I hate orientations that are supposed to be four hours long, but are in fact, only an hour and a half, half of which consisted of meeting with my adviser (which I did just four days ago, and I still don't have my f'ing grade, so no new decisions could be made), and with a career/curriculum adviser whose only contribution was "You seem to know what you're doing, keep it up. Oh, and I see you had a sucky semester, you'll need to bring your GPA up." Thank you for that. I did not know any of that.
I want to be out of school so bad. Six years is enough. Funny to think that only two years ago, I thought I wanted to be in school forever. Easy to understand, I guess, when at the time I was finishing up a degree that I really and truly loved getting. Even easier to understand why I'm really hating school now, stuck in the middle of a degree that I don't particularly want. Christ, I don't want to be an accountant. And yet. Urgh.
Whatever. It's just until next December.