Cremes

Ok, so here’s that update I promised like 5 days ago or whatever it was. I can’t remember anymore, I’ve been too busy spazzing out over various things. Mostly stress spazzing.

So, I didn’t get that double major. Instead, I have my minor in music and a bunch of random music credits that I’m not exactly sure what to do with. I’ve been registered for my summer courses, and I should be picking up my packet for those next week sometimes. I needed an extra 6h (that means two semesters’ worth) course to graduate, so I’m taking a History Of Women in Canada course from Athabasca University hopefully. I had to get a letter of permission and that’s currently being processed at the registrar’s office right now. They said that it would take about a week, so next Thursday it should be ready so I can send that off to Student Loans.

I brought 3 of my textbooks back and sold them, I got 80$ from that, so that’s not too bad. Better than I was expecting! The only crappy thing is that they wouldn’t take my huge Java book because they’re getting a new edition. GRR! I hate that! So now I have this rotten Java book that I don’t know what to do with. I might try and find a student that might use it next year. I’m going to try and sell my Modern Drama book from my second year. That would be awesome, since I know that I’ll never be looking at it again — some of the wackiest plays ever written are in that thing. Nasty stuff in there. I’m going to try and sell my physics of music book too, after I’ve written the exam. But after I sold those, I went to go buy my new books for my summer courses — MY GOSH. I ended up spending 350$! On 5 books. For two courses. And one book wasn’t even there! Although, the guy told me that they’ll buy them back for 50% or so if they’re still using the books, so that’s nice. Apparently distance education is a bit different than normal classes, since they’re always in demand.

I’m really hurtin’ for my student loan, though. I’m going to have to call student accounts and find out if my mom can sign my student loan for me, since I won’t be around. It looks like my money problems aren’t as bad I thought, but they’re still not too good at the moment. Darn expensive school! And I still have oodles of library and apprenticeship stuff to do, although I’m definitely going to put the priority on library work and exams, and if I can’t finish the rest, then I can’t. I’m not going to make myself crazy for Christoph when I don’t even need this course to graduate.

Right now, it’s the library stuff that concerns me, although I’ve done 9 hours in two days, so I am catching up, and I might even be finished my hours by early next week, then I can focus on packing and my two exams. And I’ll have a NICE big paycheque the first week of May, so that’s nice.

I haven’t heard from the Writing Centre place, so that might not happen. I’m not going to lose hope completely, but I’m not exactly counting on it either. I’m going to try and get a library job if that doesn’t work out.

Anyways, I should fix me up some supper or something, so I’ll be back with more updates later. This one should do it for now. Hopefully there’s more than Lyssa out there reading this! :D If not, I suppose that’s okay.

Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I’m too thin
We promise each other it’s til the end
Now we’re spinning empty bottles
It’s the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can’t resist the day
No, I can’t resist the day

Jenny screams out and it’s no pose
‘Cause when she dances she goes and goes
Beer through the nose on an inside joke
I’m so excited, I haven’t spoken
And she’s so pretty, and she’s so sure
Maybe I’m more clever than a girl like her
The summer’s all in bloom
The summer is ending soon

It’s alright and it’s nice not to be so alone
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses

Maybe I’m a little bit over my head
I come undone at the things he said
And he’s so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt
I sneak into his car’s cracked leather seat
The smell of gasoline in the summer heat
Boy, we’re going way too fast
It’s all too sweet to last

It’s alright
And I put myself in his hands
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
Love, or something ignites in my veins
And I pray it never fades in white houses

My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it’s more common than you think
He’s my first mistake

Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I’ve been
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I’m gone as the day is fading on white houses
I lie, put my injuries all in the dust
In my heart is the five of us
In white houses

And you, maybe you’ll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses

[sung by: Vanessa Carlton]

It’s been so gorgeous, weather-wise, the last few days. I’ve been hauling out my skirts and tanks left, right and center, and it’s GREAT! This is my favorite part of the year, when classes are ending and everyone’s happy and looking forward to 4 precious months of chill time. The weather is just the icing on the cake and gets you feeling that much more excited.

I’ll have an update on the school situation tomorrow, hopefully the last installment of the switching majors saga. I’m hoping to be registered for my classes and everything by the end of the day.

I applied to work as a writing tutor in the Writing Centre here at Acadia. I’ll hear back on Friday if I get an interview, so here’s hopin’! It’s a pretty decent paying job (more than I’ll make at any restaurant) and the hours are good: two 3 hour shifts a week. Pretty manageable. Other than that, I’m going to try and get a library job, but I don’t know if those have already been hired out. The Student Union hires their employees this month and the deadline has passed, but I’m not sure about the rest of the university. So I’ll have to find out about that really soon.

Other than that, I’m feeling pretty good about things in general and really looking forward for the next 13 days to go by as quickly as possible!!

So today I ran around crazily once again to get things together for graduating next year with my double major. I’ve been pretty busy all week. Yesterday I had to run around and get my summer courses registered for, so I’m all set with Intro Spanish and a second year History course. I wasn’t sure if the second year history course was going to contribute to my major, but I thought I would take it anyways so that I won’t die from sudden exposure to third year History courses next fall. So I had to apply for my student loan which requires a form filled out by student accounts before they’ll approve you for summer school funds. I guess a lot of people try and cheat the system by getting extra summer cash or something, but I have to have my summer marks in by October 1st, or I’ll get in trouble for my next loan. It shouldn’t be a problem because I will not have enough time to take a bunch of correspondence courses during the school year. This also gets me off the hook for having a summer job. Well, a real job. I don’t know if I’ll be getting 40 hours a week from Val (although I’ve never had a 40 hour/week job in my life so I don’t know why that’s a requirement…), but at least I can be like “Yo, dudes, I was schoolin’!” so they won’t yell at me for not having an employer.

Anyways, today I found out that one of my courses got unregistered because I didn’t have the prerequisite. I signed up for Spanish 1 and 2, so I can’t have 2 officially until I complete 1. I can apply for it online when the time comes though, so as long as it doesn’t take me until July 31st to complete the course, I should be fine.

And then I had to go see the head of the History dept, which went well. He wasn’t scary at all, like I was worried about. Apparently I need a second year History course for my requirements, so I’ll only need to take 30 hours of third year History to complete those requirements after my summer courses.

The only thing standing in my way now (besides receiving my money from student loans) is that the music dept will approve my double major and let me have the credits that I already have. Of course, after that I have to get it approved by the Dean of Arts, but I think that’ll be a cakewalk as long as both depts approve, and well Mr. History seemed to be really nice. He told me he would get me into any History course I needed to graduate. I thought that was really swell of him.

So I guess I have to wait until tomorrow for it all to go down and see how it ends up. EVERYBODY CROSS YOUR FINGERS!!!!

Well, I think I’ve made a decision. After careful thought and consideration, I think I’ll be switching to a History major in the fall (about a 97% chance). I’m going to head to the registrar tomorrow and see about getting a double major with Music and History. I already have a crapload of music credits that I’m sure I can use, so we’ll see from there. I’ll just need to take 36 hours of History courses and 6 hours of a language other than English. I figure I’ll take a first year French course, keep things simple. I don’t much want to learn a foreign language when my grade is dependent on it. Kinda funny, because in high school I so badly wanted to take a Spanish course. Of course, the French kids got to have it… but I digress.

But after this BA, I’m considering taking a MLIS (Masters of Library and Information Studies), and being an archivist/research librarian. It’s something I could be good at and hopefully a lot more easily attained than this friggin’ music thing. I imagine I’d be taking that degree in the states though, with maybe a few years’ break in between. It’s just a two year graduate program, so it’s not too long, and besides, I might want a break to get used to living in a new country.

I looked at some of the history courses and what they involved, and it seems as long as I can handle presenting an essay in class, that’s the most public performing I’ll have to do. That makes me happy, for sure. Honestly — what was I thinking? I always hated speaking/singing in front of people. Music is all about performance! I’m retarded! At any rate, if I can get this double major thing squared away, then I’m almost all set. We’ll see how things go tomorrow at the registrar’s office.

Well, today I went to go see a career counsellor.

Lately, I haven’t been too happy in this music degree. I’m failing one of my required courses, and the odds are good that I’ll have to repeat it. But it goes deeper than that. I don’t really like the bulk of my courses.

I don’t like singing lessons. I don’t like choir. I resent going to those concerts for credit. I HATE ear training. I don’t really like theory, but it’s one of the better ones. I’m not the biggest fan of the tech program around here. I don’t really like any of my classes this term, in the least amount. And I wanted to do this for a living? Do I want to be miserable for the rest of my life? At least last year I enjoyed my art history class. And I liked my music history courses too. So should I be a history major? I don’t really care about Canadian history, but I know I could probably do well in it. Writing papers and reading is something that I’m good at, I’ve always been in my element when doing that type of thing for school. Even if I was like “bah, ANOTHER friggin’ paper??” I’d still much rather write a paper than do sight singing. Because at the end of the day, I’d get a B+ on the paper and a D on the sight singing.

And with this whole archiving thing. I have the experience with the equipment to do it already, I have no more classes left to take for recording studio after this term. But I would probably have to take some librarian course to be able to be an archivist. I like working alone and at my own pace, so that would be something I would like. But do I want to go through more school?

Chances are, if I stick with this music degree then I will be here another two years. If I switch majors now, I could be here for awhile longer.

The other solution is to transfer to the states and be near Mike. Then it doesn’t matter how long it takes me to go through school, because we’ll be together. And really, that’s the most pressing issue as to why I want to graduate. I don’t want to be stuck apart for longer than necessary. I want to get married next June and not live apart anymore. Heck, I want to be together now.

So the counsellor gave me some things to think about and I’m going to stew them over. But first, I have to get through the next week and a bit, my jury is on the 16th, so after that I’m free to do whatever I want until my two exams. Hopefully I’ll at least figure out what I want to do with school.

Only two of these didn’t apply to me, but since it’s all of Canada, then I suppose some things aren’t nationwide.

It finally feels like I might be making some progress into getting better. Last night was definitely the worst of it (I hope!). I didn’t get a wink of sleep and threw up twice, then I called my mom in tears because I was scared since I was feeling dizzy and sick and my hands were shaking and my heart was pounding. I tried to find Robyn so I could go into the ER, but she had disappeared. I eventually had to call my neighbor who is my ear training prof (yes, that’s the one that I’m failing) and she drove me to the ER. I threw up once we got there and waited about 20 minutes to see the doctor.

Yesterday, when I went to the Wolfville Clinic, they gave me some antibiotics but the doctor at the ER told me that I didn’t really need them. So I’m not going to take them if they’re not necessary. Don’t need to build up an immunity. So this 3rd doctor tells me that I just have a really bad cold and the vomiting is part of what is going around. Him being really calm about the whole thing set me at ease a lot. He told me to take in plenty of fluids and take some Gravol, so that’s what I did. I even managed to sleep! Yay! A few hours rest, then I had some toast and a shower. More toast for supper, with a cup of Lipton soup, and I’m feeling a lot better than this morning. Still a little queasy, but I’ll probably take another Gravol before bed. Hopefully I’ll get plenty of rest and wake up feeling much better. I just need to make it through another week and a half and then classes are over. This is going to be a bit hellish, but I’ll do my best.

What else can I do? There’s no sense in worrying about it and making myself sicker over it. *sigh* Just another month and I’ll be in Texas! Hopefully I’ll be back to my old self by this weekend!!

I find it difficult sometimes to say my opinion, but today I’m going to do it. You may find it offensive, but sometimes that can’t be helped. I’m sure this is a lot more interesting to read than hearing about my current sickness at any rate.

So Pope John Paul II passed on last night. I can understand how the Catholics that worship him in a God-like way would be mourning, but what about the rest of the world? The part of the world that curses on an hourly basis? That scoffs in the face of Christians the world over? That calls the Bible a “book of fictional legends”?

I haven’t been watching the news, but I can imagine what they’re all saying. Pretty much the same tired lines of what a great man he was, and how much he did for mankind. That’s all fine and good, but why weren’t they spouting off about how great he was last week? Last month? Is it just because he’s passed on that it’s time to admire his accomplishments?

What I don’t understand is what the big deal is. He was the Pope, yes, a man of God. But he was not, nor will he ever be, God. There are people out there who do great things every day. But if they aren’t in the media spotlight, then they get short shafted on the grieving. We shouldn’t be praising this man, we should be praising what is behind the man.

Even if someone doesn’t believe in God, saying that they do nice, charitible things because of the Pope seems really sad to me. If the Pope didn’t exist you wouldn’t do nice things? You can’t do nice things because of your own convictions? Are you still going to give money to beggars on the street in a few years from now, in the name of Pope John Paul? Or will you have forgotten, like everyone else?

Wake me when the world stops being so two-faced. At least the atheists that laughed about the Pope’s passing were consistent.