So I finalized my schedule de' crapola for the semester of ruin today. Turns out, although a Biology sequence is strong preferred, doesn't mean it's required. Guess which science Marissa dropped like a bad habit! Holla! However, a sequence was still needed, so I boarded the train o' advisors yesterday and paid a visit to my dear balding Bio teacher.
"What's the easiest science I can take?"
"Environmental Science aka Rocks for Jocks."
"Well, I'm no jock, but that gives me promise of some fine lookin' men to study while I poke around the igneous rocks. Thank you!"
And I was on my merry way.
With the deletion of Biology, I opened another slot for the class I really wanted to take, Playwriting.
I am taking 21 credit hours next semester. Someone wish me luck, I'm gonna wish I was never born.
Wow, with all this school talk I am reminded---I have class in 10 minutes! And I'm sitting here in my underoos with no breakfast in belly and no soap on m'body.
Did I mention my classes begin at 9 am next semester? 9 am?! Jennifer, I'm turning out to be one of those students you hate. For that, I'm truly sorry. And exhausted.
Nice rocks you got there. You can sediment my tary anytime. ;) (Just a preview of coming attractions in Rocks for Jocks)
2 comments:
OH I loved environmental science!
Pretty boys?? You lucky girl, i had to take it at my all girl high school.
So get to studying!
Kathleen
21 hours? Are you nuts? What's a class worth there? Three? Four? Seven classes? Are you nuts? Oh, I already asked you that.
I think you may enjoy environmental science. And I know you will enjoy playwriting. And government. Especially government. Remember? We talked about that already.
And 9 a.m. is only as early as you decide it is. Now...get out of the underoos and get some clothes on. You gotta get to class!
ROFL
~~ jennifer ;o)
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