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Aug. 21st, 2006 09:46 am| You Are 52% Lady |
 You're part lady, part modern woman. Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly. |
Hmm, interesting.
Aug. 21st, 2006
Hmm, interesting.
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Aug. 21st, 2006 09:46 am| You Are 52% Lady |
 You're part lady, part modern woman. Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly. |
Hmm, interesting.
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Aug. 21st, 2006 11:16 amThe result of my meeting with the readmission counselor at CSUS last week was that - yes, really - all I had to do was to fill out a fresh application. Once I did so, I would be sent a notice (which he just handed to me, since I was right there) saying that because of my horrific grades in my last semester, I had been placed on Academic Probation. So I needed to provide them with one typed page explaining _why_ it had happened, what I've been doing in the meantime (three years have lapsed), and what I have done or will do to fix the problem.
Well, I was pregnant and morning sickness caused me to miss most of my classes, and the stress and hormones kept me from focusing on those classes I _was_ able to attend, and on top of that, I was trying to plan myglorified shotgun wedding in two months. My solution: well, I'm no longer pregnant, and the wedding is over and done. All better now. (Obviously I was more official-sounding in what I actually wrote.)
So I had another appointment for this morning, to take in that explanation along with a form for him to fill out with whether I'd been accepted or not. There was no grilling, he didn't ask any questions or clarifications, just typed away on his computer and then had me sign the bottom of the form saying that I understood I was to maintain at least a 2.0 GPA with a maximum of 14 units.
Woot! I'm in! I can pay my fees today and late registration begins on the 28th.
He also printed out my General Education Evaluation so I know exactly what I have left to take (stupid California and their elitist Gen Ed requirements. I have an Associate's, a two-year degree. Doesn't that tell you that I've already _done_ this bullshit?). This isn't even _touching_ the major requirements. *sigh* Two years to be done with the whole thing is sounding optimistic, now.
But I'm back in and I'm not planning to get sidetracked again. My boything is thousands of miles away, so the pregnancy/wedding fiasco will not happen again, and I think I'm more focused toward the Bachelor's this time. Last time I had a serious case of the "why am I studying this completely unrelated subject?" which made it really hard to concentrate on doing the work. Well, the truth is, _everything_ is unrelated to what I _really_ want to be doing, since CSUS doesn't have a Linguistics department. So the only way for me to _get_ to studying what I want to (which will be in graduate school) is to suck it up, pick a major I can tolerate so I can get a goddamn B.A. and get on with my life.
Sorry about the grumpiness; I really am excited about going back to school and once more making progress in my education and my life. It just feels like every bad decision I've made over the past five years is pointing its finger at me and laughing, all at once. And believe me, it feels like _every_ decision I've made these past five years has been a bad one.
Except for buying that green halter dress. That was a good call. *wink*
Well, I was pregnant and morning sickness caused me to miss most of my classes, and the stress and hormones kept me from focusing on those classes I _was_ able to attend, and on top of that, I was trying to plan my
So I had another appointment for this morning, to take in that explanation along with a form for him to fill out with whether I'd been accepted or not. There was no grilling, he didn't ask any questions or clarifications, just typed away on his computer and then had me sign the bottom of the form saying that I understood I was to maintain at least a 2.0 GPA with a maximum of 14 units.
Woot! I'm in! I can pay my fees today and late registration begins on the 28th.
He also printed out my General Education Evaluation so I know exactly what I have left to take (stupid California and their elitist Gen Ed requirements. I have an Associate's, a two-year degree. Doesn't that tell you that I've already _done_ this bullshit?). This isn't even _touching_ the major requirements. *sigh* Two years to be done with the whole thing is sounding optimistic, now.
But I'm back in and I'm not planning to get sidetracked again. My boything is thousands of miles away, so the pregnancy/wedding fiasco will not happen again, and I think I'm more focused toward the Bachelor's this time. Last time I had a serious case of the "why am I studying this completely unrelated subject?" which made it really hard to concentrate on doing the work. Well, the truth is, _everything_ is unrelated to what I _really_ want to be doing, since CSUS doesn't have a Linguistics department. So the only way for me to _get_ to studying what I want to (which will be in graduate school) is to suck it up, pick a major I can tolerate so I can get a goddamn B.A. and get on with my life.
Sorry about the grumpiness; I really am excited about going back to school and once more making progress in my education and my life. It just feels like every bad decision I've made over the past five years is pointing its finger at me and laughing, all at once. And believe me, it feels like _every_ decision I've made these past five years has been a bad one.
Except for buying that green halter dress. That was a good call. *wink*
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Aug. 21st, 2006 11:16 amThe result of my meeting with the readmission counselor at CSUS last week was that - yes, really - all I had to do was to fill out a fresh application. Once I did so, I would be sent a notice (which he just handed to me, since I was right there) saying that because of my horrific grades in my last semester, I had been placed on Academic Probation. So I needed to provide them with one typed page explaining _why_ it had happened, what I've been doing in the meantime (three years have lapsed), and what I have done or will do to fix the problem.
Well, I was pregnant and morning sickness caused me to miss most of my classes, and the stress and hormones kept me from focusing on those classes I _was_ able to attend, and on top of that, I was trying to plan myglorified shotgun wedding in two months. My solution: well, I'm no longer pregnant, and the wedding is over and done. All better now. (Obviously I was more official-sounding in what I actually wrote.)
So I had another appointment for this morning, to take in that explanation along with a form for him to fill out with whether I'd been accepted or not. There was no grilling, he didn't ask any questions or clarifications, just typed away on his computer and then had me sign the bottom of the form saying that I understood I was to maintain at least a 2.0 GPA with a maximum of 14 units.
Woot! I'm in! I can pay my fees today and late registration begins on the 28th.
He also printed out my General Education Evaluation so I know exactly what I have left to take (stupid California and their elitist Gen Ed requirements. I have an Associate's, a two-year degree. Doesn't that tell you that I've already _done_ this bullshit?). This isn't even _touching_ the major requirements. *sigh* Two years to be done with the whole thing is sounding optimistic, now.
But I'm back in and I'm not planning to get sidetracked again. My boything is thousands of miles away, so the pregnancy/wedding fiasco will not happen again, and I think I'm more focused toward the Bachelor's this time. Last time I had a serious case of the "why am I studying this completely unrelated subject?" which made it really hard to concentrate on doing the work. Well, the truth is, _everything_ is unrelated to what I _really_ want to be doing, since CSUS doesn't have a Linguistics department. So the only way for me to _get_ to studying what I want to (which will be in graduate school) is to suck it up, pick a major I can tolerate so I can get a goddamn B.A. and get on with my life.
Sorry about the grumpiness; I really am excited about going back to school and once more making progress in my education and my life. It just feels like every bad decision I've made over the past five years is pointing its finger at me and laughing, all at once. And believe me, it feels like _every_ decision I've made these past five years has been a bad one.
Except for buying that green halter dress. That was a good call. *wink*
Well, I was pregnant and morning sickness caused me to miss most of my classes, and the stress and hormones kept me from focusing on those classes I _was_ able to attend, and on top of that, I was trying to plan my
So I had another appointment for this morning, to take in that explanation along with a form for him to fill out with whether I'd been accepted or not. There was no grilling, he didn't ask any questions or clarifications, just typed away on his computer and then had me sign the bottom of the form saying that I understood I was to maintain at least a 2.0 GPA with a maximum of 14 units.
Woot! I'm in! I can pay my fees today and late registration begins on the 28th.
He also printed out my General Education Evaluation so I know exactly what I have left to take (stupid California and their elitist Gen Ed requirements. I have an Associate's, a two-year degree. Doesn't that tell you that I've already _done_ this bullshit?). This isn't even _touching_ the major requirements. *sigh* Two years to be done with the whole thing is sounding optimistic, now.
But I'm back in and I'm not planning to get sidetracked again. My boything is thousands of miles away, so the pregnancy/wedding fiasco will not happen again, and I think I'm more focused toward the Bachelor's this time. Last time I had a serious case of the "why am I studying this completely unrelated subject?" which made it really hard to concentrate on doing the work. Well, the truth is, _everything_ is unrelated to what I _really_ want to be doing, since CSUS doesn't have a Linguistics department. So the only way for me to _get_ to studying what I want to (which will be in graduate school) is to suck it up, pick a major I can tolerate so I can get a goddamn B.A. and get on with my life.
Sorry about the grumpiness; I really am excited about going back to school and once more making progress in my education and my life. It just feels like every bad decision I've made over the past five years is pointing its finger at me and laughing, all at once. And believe me, it feels like _every_ decision I've made these past five years has been a bad one.
Except for buying that green halter dress. That was a good call. *wink*