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Nov. 17th, 2003 04:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zessaUgh, Mondays are supposed to be my easy days. Music Theory sucked; basically it's the University Bursars fault.
The day started off bad.
::begin rant::
9:00AM
So theory is almost over, it's Heim theory so everyone sits there and let their brains rot while he goes on an on about the importance of using the Doh based minor system instead of what everyone knows, the La based minor. Suddenly my cell phone goes off. I'm frigging shocked.
I was shocked for a couple of reasons: Number one, I could have sworn I had it on silent, Number two, I had just checked my bag 5 minutes before and couldn't find it.
The Prof. accepts my apology and threatens to make me notate my ring next time it happens. (This puts the fear of god into me as my ring is pretty complicated don't want to try to figure it out.) Anyway, I check the missed calls list, and it's my father. So for 20 minutes I wonder why my dad would call me at 9:30 in the morning. I inevitably jump to the worst conclusion and get scared that someone died or was in the hospital, that my mom and sister got hit on the way to school, or something equally drastic and evil.
These thoughts of course, slowed the class to a crawl. I finally escaped theory. I called Dad and find out that the bursar's records don't show one of my scholarships, and my dad needs some records to take care of the mess. JOY!
::end rant::
The rest of the day just felt tainted after that.
The Harry Potter English paper is starting to scare me. The more I dive into it trying to find my angle the more whacked out about it I get. ARGH
I came across my hard copy of the infamous rejected story from FA. (See earlier rant for details) I think I'll go over it later tonight and submit it again. I never thought it would be so hard to post a fic. In XF all you do is stick it on alt.tv.thexfiles.creative, eventually the fic heads over to Ephemeral and then its archived for all eternity in Gossamer. No Mods to screw with like on FA.
::groan:: I still have written theory homework to do that I don't understand.
The day started off bad.
::begin rant::
9:00AM
So theory is almost over, it's Heim theory so everyone sits there and let their brains rot while he goes on an on about the importance of using the Doh based minor system instead of what everyone knows, the La based minor. Suddenly my cell phone goes off. I'm frigging shocked.
I was shocked for a couple of reasons: Number one, I could have sworn I had it on silent, Number two, I had just checked my bag 5 minutes before and couldn't find it.
The Prof. accepts my apology and threatens to make me notate my ring next time it happens. (This puts the fear of god into me as my ring is pretty complicated don't want to try to figure it out.) Anyway, I check the missed calls list, and it's my father. So for 20 minutes I wonder why my dad would call me at 9:30 in the morning. I inevitably jump to the worst conclusion and get scared that someone died or was in the hospital, that my mom and sister got hit on the way to school, or something equally drastic and evil.
These thoughts of course, slowed the class to a crawl. I finally escaped theory. I called Dad and find out that the bursar's records don't show one of my scholarships, and my dad needs some records to take care of the mess. JOY!
::end rant::
The rest of the day just felt tainted after that.
The Harry Potter English paper is starting to scare me. The more I dive into it trying to find my angle the more whacked out about it I get. ARGH
I came across my hard copy of the infamous rejected story from FA. (See earlier rant for details) I think I'll go over it later tonight and submit it again. I never thought it would be so hard to post a fic. In XF all you do is stick it on alt.tv.thexfiles.creative, eventually the fic heads over to Ephemeral and then its archived for all eternity in Gossamer. No Mods to screw with like on FA.
::groan:: I still have written theory homework to do that I don't understand.
