Way to lose your place in the course and shit

I just woke up.

It's 7:30. It'll take me about an hour to get to school. I looked this all up really carefully last night.



...My first class starts at 8:00.

FOR. THE FUCKING. FAIL.


Words cannot describe how upset I am right now.

Later, rinse, repeat!

Aaaand I was so exhausted this morning that I passed out AGAIN, and woke up only half an hour from the start time of my second class (which is now, at 12:30) AGAIN.

It's actually sort of funny at this moment.

At least since those two classes were my ONLY classes today, I can safely claim the bullshit excuse of a problem with my class schedule. ("I was admitted the last week of August, so I had difficulty registering for my classes, and...")

Which I will be doing when I get there, since my second class should not actually be over then. (Well, assuming the teacher doesn't cut things short, which they might the first day. If that happens, I guess I will have track them down before the next class on Tuesday.)

My math instructor I will try to catch before the 8:00 class starts tomorrow.

And I will of course apologize PROFUSELY to both of them. With any luck, I won't get booted from the classes, especially the math.

(Actually, I just checked, and there's still one space LEFT in the class; so assuming that's not automatically me, I should be good. Apparently, no one wants to take an 8:00 a.m. calculus course. GEE WONDER WHY.)

I'm trying to have a sense of humour about this (with the determined thought that this will NOT happen tomorrow, dammit). I will go to school: try to apologize to the instructor if I can find him/her; get myself the rest of my books, a locker and a campus card; see if I can see someone in Advising... Heck, maybe I'll see if I can find a tech who will see about getting my MRC email to open.

And then roll on Friday morning.

I'M IN THE BSC PROGRAM. THAT'S WHAT FUCKING MATTERS HERE.


...But oh my GOD, I am such a fuckup.

Jesus Christ, not again

So my mom is catsitting this week for my aunt while she's in California, right? (Why my aunt is in California is a big long story to do with the fact that my OTHER aunt on my mother's side and her husband are moving there to help his MS. I might post about that eventually.)

And my sister left today around 2ish to go to her class at 4 p.m. I know she hasn't been home since, given that I've been here the whole time.

(It was looking more and more like I'd miss my second instructor; and eventually I decided that going to school for a locker and a campus card was pointless, since I have three free hours between classes tomorrow, so I did some cleaning and laundry today instead.)

She called around 8:30, but I was napping and missed the call. Now it's eleven, and she's still not home. She didn't leave a message on the phone (or if she meant to, it wasn't saved - our handset died completely when I tried to call her at 9:30, so who knows), and when I call her, I just get her voicemail.

WTF kid, where are you?! IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT.

Arrgh, I HAVE to go to bed soon, or I'll have a repeat of today. She had just BETTER get home within the next hour.


I'm getting really tired of my sister waltzing in at all wee hours.

Edit: Okay, okay, she just got home. 11:30, sheesh.