So.. it's been two months since I've updated this. Probably anybody that did read it gave up checking since it's been so long, but since I'm doing this more for myself I don't really care. Honestly I am just using this blog as a ranting session for the moment because I am having problems. (cue typical angsty teenage blogger mode)

Now, maybe they're not really that big of problems. I mean, I'm not pregnant, I don't have cancer, I go to a fancy college, my parents pay for my shit and feed me, I have nice clothes, I don't have evil roommates, my dorm room is huge, I have friends who actually care in a variety of places, and I have a good job. What could I possibly complain about that wouldn't make me seem like an ungrateful bitch?

Well, now that I have that disclaimer, I am free to complain about any dumb meaningless thing I want to! Hey, at least I'm not being a hypocrite about it.

I think at some point I read in my psychology text book or perhaps elsewhere that humans have this tendency to compare themselves to the people nearest or closest in situation to themselves. It's always the people slightly 'above' oneself that makes one irritable and those slightly 'below' oneself that make them feel great.

Now, none of my friends have any of the problems I listed in my disclaimer. Well, okay, actually they do. But they also have several things I want. Now, being a stereotypical negative Russian hormonal female college student, I have trouble looking on the bright side of life and don't consider what I have that my friends don't have but instead consider what they have that I don't.

One of the main things right now is the all alluring registration window.

It seems that of all my friends I have by far the worst registration window. I always end up in very few classes that I had wanted/planned to take because my registration window is so late in the game that all the classes are full by the time I register.

THIS DRIVES ME CRAZY!

Maybe it's because I always felt like college was your one chance to take all the shit you ever dreamed of, and I had this heavenly portrait of college painted for me by my parents. It just seems unfair that my parents are paying huge bucks for me to go to this college and I can't even take the classes I want. I could show up to the first day of class and hope that the professors will open up room for me, but then I run the risk of being booted out of the class I was registered for previously.

Being booted out is unlikely, but still. I don't like it. I don't like trying to attend two sets of classes. It's hard because its not like the teachers are nice and don't assign homework during add drop weeks. No, they do! So then, if you're trying to get into, say, 3 classes, and trying not to get booted out of say, another 4 classes, then you're doing 7 classes worth of homework! That's CRAZY! No one here seems to think that is crazy. I find this rather irritating.


Okay, now that the registration topic is aside, I can move onto other things.

Actually, its getting rather late, so I think I will just write a quick life update and call it quits for the evening. This blogging thing really makes me feel better though, so I think I will try and write more in the future.


Classes this semester have been... too much work. Computer science labs consume a lot of time.. taking three one credit classes consumes more time than one three credit class would. Art is fun, but I'm also taking Calculus which more or less sucks. In fact, 8 of my 16 credits are in the logic oriented department rather than the creative one. I'm also taking Asian religions, which is interesting but totally irrelevant to everything. Oh yeah, and Advanced Conversational Russian, which is good but more work than 1 credit should be in my opinion.

Basically, I am drained. Full credit load is not my cup of tea. Or at least not this particular combination of courses.

Gah. I wish I could write more but I have class in the morning so.. peace out.