Out All Weekend!
Sep. 9th, 2002 07:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zesty_pintoLast week was overdone with stories of financial aid and whatnot. Throughout my entire Friday, I was trying to prove that I was good enough to take a test that would allow me to get the credit counted for a class I did not need (I may be an old-timer DOS 6.2 guy, but I think I at least know enough to pass "Introduction to Computers"). The professor allowed it and now I get to take the test for it tomorrow to get it done with. I just hope Powerpoint and ACCESS aren't that major or else I'm going to get a big fat fail mark on this puppy.
After this burden, I then went to a counselor to get another add form (I was worried that I had to go through a whole new surge of red tape). I was lucky that one of the counselors from Psi Beta recognized me (it's an honors society, not a fraternity, thank goodness) and I was given 20 less minutes of waiting in the process. The registrar was even being very civil with me during the process when I made a mistake. As for the financial aid line, it was an hour of waiting and anticipation of worry that I did not bring enough papers. Fortunately, I was wrong: FAFSA had it all figured out and I was compensated by 3/5ths of my normal tuition.
I was so happy but so damned hungry. After this incident, I got home, I found some food that my brother actually left for me (this was what made me ecstatic: I was starved). Then when my bro sees me in my happy state he says, "Well, I got some bad news: the cable's out." Thankfully, starvation allows one to not care about things like no cable, so I just was being ecstatic.
Unfortunately, it persisted: in fact, it persisted for the entire weekend: my entire cable line alone was gone. My brother thought it might have been someone stealing our lines and my family believed it: heck, I was desperate for any excuse that seemed reasonable enough. The appointment with the cable guy was at Monday anyway, so I had 3 long days of waiting.
Actually it wasn't that bad: I got lots of sleep, snickered at the thought of what my D&D group was probably thinking about me at the time (I still need to contact them), and cleaned my room a bit, making it go from a pigsty to a half-baked pigsty. Returning home from class today earlier than I expected, I then approached my brother and inquired. His explanation was "He didn't want to talk about it at the moment." This probably means that something happened, either in terms of finding a job or in terms of him getting chewed out by the cable guy. He isn't blathering on to me about some mistake, so it's obvious that it's probably something involving him himself. All I know is that he can't blame me since I offered to reschedule the appointment (I think he's more internet-fixated than I am, as scary as that is).
After this burden, I then went to a counselor to get another add form (I was worried that I had to go through a whole new surge of red tape). I was lucky that one of the counselors from Psi Beta recognized me (it's an honors society, not a fraternity, thank goodness) and I was given 20 less minutes of waiting in the process. The registrar was even being very civil with me during the process when I made a mistake. As for the financial aid line, it was an hour of waiting and anticipation of worry that I did not bring enough papers. Fortunately, I was wrong: FAFSA had it all figured out and I was compensated by 3/5ths of my normal tuition.
I was so happy but so damned hungry. After this incident, I got home, I found some food that my brother actually left for me (this was what made me ecstatic: I was starved). Then when my bro sees me in my happy state he says, "Well, I got some bad news: the cable's out." Thankfully, starvation allows one to not care about things like no cable, so I just was being ecstatic.
Unfortunately, it persisted: in fact, it persisted for the entire weekend: my entire cable line alone was gone. My brother thought it might have been someone stealing our lines and my family believed it: heck, I was desperate for any excuse that seemed reasonable enough. The appointment with the cable guy was at Monday anyway, so I had 3 long days of waiting.
Actually it wasn't that bad: I got lots of sleep, snickered at the thought of what my D&D group was probably thinking about me at the time (I still need to contact them), and cleaned my room a bit, making it go from a pigsty to a half-baked pigsty. Returning home from class today earlier than I expected, I then approached my brother and inquired. His explanation was "He didn't want to talk about it at the moment." This probably means that something happened, either in terms of finding a job or in terms of him getting chewed out by the cable guy. He isn't blathering on to me about some mistake, so it's obvious that it's probably something involving him himself. All I know is that he can't blame me since I offered to reschedule the appointment (I think he's more internet-fixated than I am, as scary as that is).
