For lack of a better word...

@#$%.
Four letters. I can't just choose one, so I'll just put the comicbook swear. @#$%.

SO I'm in REMEDIAL Writing and I got a perfect score on my essay. There is no such thing as a perfect essay. Stupid teacher. Why am I in that class again?
Then in FYS I learned that eight of the credits I'm taking this year mean NOTHING, since the College Board INSISTED that I took two remedial courses. I get math...but not writing. What does this mean? Well - to be a sophomore I need to have 30 units. I'm technically taking 19 units now - only 15 are active, since 4 of those units are a math class I took before school started, but they put it into my schedule anyway with a 'pass' grade pushed on my forehead. Anyway, this leaves me with seven units this semester. SEVEN. With all the classes I'm taking...only seven units count. That's not even enough to be considered a full time student. It takes 30 units to be qualified as a Sophomore. I have to take 23 units next semester to complete this goal...which is a TON. Otherwise I don't qualify for the nice North-Quad suites. And - oh yeah - probably not graduate in four years. FUN FUN. >=|

I don't know.
I'm just kinda pissed right now.
They also scheduled this meeting for TAT freshmen during my TAT Lab. That class is only once a week...so the fact that they seemed to have aimed for it is kinda messed up. They keep throwing furlough days at it too. I'm GOING to that class...and I'm GOING to email them saying that THEY need to reschedule. Dip-shits.

I'm not going to a well run school. The others are all better run. To be quite honest, I'd look into getting a transfer out of this shit-hole, if it wasn't for the video program. They have the best out of all the states schools [which are honestly the only ones I have a shot-in-hell into getting into] so I would be shooting myself in the foot to leave.

Whatever.