July 23, 2001
I'm about ready to kill. I have to register for classes at the college that I transfered to, and need to complete this task by August 4th. Well, it appears it's more difficult than I thought it would be, damn them :P.
First off, I decided I'd register for my classes via the online registration system. I went to the website, and it turns out, I needed a PIN number for the system. Well, since I went to school at this college three years ago when I was still in high school, I had used this system before, and had a PIN number. Thanks to my good luck, I couldn't find it, nor, for the life of me, could I remember it, and the school never sent it to me again after I applied this past summer. Ok, no problem, I can handle this. They won't actually give you the PIN online, so you either have to call the school, and they'll snail mail the number to you, or you have to show up at the school with a picture ID, and they'll give it to you. I went to get it on Friday just before five, took the elevator to the third floor, and found that the room I was supposed to go to was closed. Yippee. I went back downstairs; hoping to find anybody that may help me, when I saw a woman leave the room where they were taking registrations and whatnot. I talked to her, and she told me that the upstairs office closed at 4:30. Ok, guess that meant I'd have to go back up there today instead.
I got up this morning, and took off for the university (which is about a 20-30 minute drive away) around 12:30. Got down there, took the elevator to the third floor again, walked in the office, and asked about picking up the PIN number. "I'm sorry, they're doing that in the room downstairs," said the chick. Well, that's just great considering the fact that, when I was there on Friday, that room (where they were taking the registrations) was still bloody open (they were closing just as I was leaving), and I could've gotten my PIN number then easily. Bah :P.
Anyway, I got home after stopping to see my sister for a short time, and picking up a job application, turned on my computer, logged online, and before I got the chance to go to the online registration system's website, my brother came bounding in my room telling me he was waiting for a phone call. Little bastard. Fine, so I logged off, and waited until ater he ended up calling his little friend before I logged on again. I finally got the chance to get back online, got to the system's website again, plugged in my student ID number and my PIN. Finally, I could register for classes, give my mom the total tuition owed so she'd stop bugging me for it, and I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. Yay! Yeah right, I'm not that lucky...
The next page loads telling me that I have a nice hold on my account due to the fact that I haven't signed up for an orientation session. What the bloody hell fuck?!? I've lived in this area for pretty much my entire life, AND I've attended classes at this university before, and they're STILL wanting me to go to orientation. BULLSHIT! Now I can't register for any of my damn classes until I get this straightened out, and I'm willing to bet they're not going to permit me to skip the damn orientation. Fuckers. That pisses me off so damn much. Argh. I can't get this straightened out until at least tomorrow, either. Another day to wait, which might not seem like much, but as soon as my mom comes in asking about it, and I tell her I can't register, she's going to bitch at me about it. Damn those bastards. It's not even that big a deal, really, it just pisses me off because I was hoping I'd get all of this done. Fuck.
Posted by ladyx at July 23, 2001 11:59 PM
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