These last few days I've been waking up pretty early, which feels surprisingly good (probably only because I've also been going to bed earlier too). I've also been eating better (with a slight chocolate ration, so no chocolate fanatics can be mad at me) and I got signed up again at the gym. It feels really good, and I'm very happy that I'm starting to do some good things. Everyone should read this book (You, The Owners Manual; see below).I declared my major today. Human Development. Once I get back to school in the fall I'll declare Psychology too. My school is kind of a punk about majors. They make you run all over campus and talk to all sorts of people. However, now that I've done that I'll actually be able to register for my classes come winter. For those who don't know, I wasn't able to sign up for ANY of the 4 classes I needed for fall on my first registration time because all of them had restrictions, 3 were "only people in this major can sign up for this class this time around" and the other was restricted to freshmen first pass because it's a general ed. That's bologna. When I was a freshmen the only thing we had priority for was freshmen seminars. Lame, UC. Lame.
Here's one more cabin story I forgot to share before. The first night we were there, we went to Round Table to pick up dinner. Amy and I were feeling rambunctious (what else is new, right?) so we spent some of our quarters buying fake tattoos out of those little dispenser machines. We both got these patterns that looked like dragonflies and another flower thing. Anyway, later that night, we put on our tattoos, hers on her upper back and mine on my lower back. It looked funny, but whatever, that was the point. The next day we were at the lake and I decided to wear my swimsuit and lay out. Not long after I hear my dad say "Hm. Nice tattoo, Jessica", and then turn to my mom angrily and say "did you see this tattoo?" and other various angry freaking out. I couldn't believe he thought my 50 cent tattoo was real, or that he thought I'd actually get a dragonfly tattooed on me. I quickly corrected him that it wasn't real, and we all had a good laugh. Silly dad.
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i didn't know that story, but I'm chuckling to picture it :) oops!
oh, so do you have fall classes now?
haha I signed up for 1 out of desperation. It is a class I'll need eventually, just not one I was planning on taking just yet. My second registration pass is the end of this month, and the 4 classes i want have very few seats left in them. Waitlist, here I come!
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