Thursday, May 17, 2007

So Close to Knowing

So, all of my grades are supposed to be posted literally today, and I right now have 25 hours posted. If everyone remembers, I took 28 hours this semester.

So what is the big hold up, Mr. Anthropology? Why is my grade not reported right now?

By the way, Physics I: A.

Not that this was unexpected, or anything.

So far, I have 25 A's. 3 ?'s.

I just checked again, no anything.

Utterly perplexing, how a professor who only had to grade multiple choice exams could not report a grade for a class that I finished almost two weeks ago. I mean, how difficult is it to do that?

So, seriously today was kind of meh. I actually got my hair cut today, so that I no longer look like the Neanderthal of the mountains. I actually grew balls to actually go into an office to meet with someone for just the second time, and it was a total bust. Sent an email, but no response, which is not shocking for me because it took me three days to send mine.

Basically, I think I'm assisting in sticking a giant stick up my ass. The fact that I am so intimidated so easily does not help matters very much. I mean, I'm dealing with someone who comes from Harvard. I'm po-dunk high school, po-dunk college. I've not amounted to anything important thus far in my life.

Anyways, what else did I do today? Hm, nothing too important. Grey's Anatomy was not as exciting as I had hoped that it would be. I only have Desperate Housewives this weekend.

Still nothing. How can this man keep his job? Turning in grades at the last minute is pretty much inexcusable, in my opinion. This comes from someone who cares about nothing except grades.

I am considering trying to find a job. There's a pretty nice looking one for the hospital, where I would have to work at the medical records facility on Nevada Avenue (I went there before when I was volunteering at Penrose hospital, not exactly the most welcoming of places, I assure you) from 6 AM to 10 AM, and I would be paid $10/hour. I dunno. I would get to work totally by myself, which is really nice, but at the same time, it involves a lot of driving, and we know that Ray gets some not very nice road rage.

I need a breakthrough
Some coincidence of fate
and understanding

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