So to start off I'm going to state something that Griff pointed out so wisely. The first class of the semester was Comm 300. Business writing. That would have been a very bad start indeed if, say, Stella was teaching it but it was someone more hyper so it was amusing. Stella seems nice enough but she lacks the insanity needed for a monday morning...
This guy trumps all of the tech teachers in his ability to get lost in rants so he's pretty awesome in my books. However. Communication classes are not. Nor are the dim witted registrar gophers that stuck your sad responsible ass in that damn class to begin with. Ooo look at that snappy change of mood! I wouldn't be so ticked if you know... they looked into their computing fuck up. That would have been pretty swell. According to some higher schooling power I'm exempt. I tell them I think there has been a mistake because well... i have little to no experience writing formal business pieces and I haven't done anything to prove I have. So what do they do about this? Without even looking into how i got that exemption status the toss my ass into class without a second glance back. Makes me nervous that these are the people also handle my finances within the school. I've slapped down 11k already with these guys. You do 11k of work wrong on a car and you're losing fingers.... makes me think that they're either assuming mommy and daddy pay for everyone's schooling so we don't care or that we're just in school because we have to be so we don't care. Either way I'm getting the feeling that they think we don't care which seems kind of ludicrous because even the richest people would probably feel a little twingey about flushing 11k...
oh and there is more to come with the lack of communication thing kiddies! because that's the main issue here. I'm thinking they don't think we care as long as our ass in a chair preferrably in a class room and with an instructor. This other tidbit comes from rez. So my roommate moved out just before break (thank effin god). So that's cool, I had the entire dorm to myself for a couple of weeks. Then i come back three weeks later and the place is still empty and I clear some space for the new chick. fine by me. then the electricians come in and open the room up to get at the fire alarm and i notice it's set up like a display room. I wasn't notified that the place is a display so i'm left here thinking do i get a roommate? is it safe to continue running around in my skivvies? are random tour groups chock full of high school kids going to be stampeding through my room only to run into a very cranky me after a wild night? I really hate kids. That would be messy indeed...
Hopefully this is just beginning of the semester bullshit. Other than that it was great to be back in class. It was amazing how quickly we all picked up where we left off. feels like we've been away for a weekend, which is still a retardedly long time to be appart in this industry. I'm really looking forward to where this shit storm is going to take me. Ha ha. bring on the three weeks to opening!
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