I know you can be under whelmed, and you can be over whelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?
WARNING: The following blog contains HUGE amounts of complaining, spoilers on BSG (but if you aren’t up to date on that yet then you are just a loser), sarcasm, ranting, and other types of talk. Some happy, some sad, some insane, but all very, very long. With that out of the way, onwards to the blog!
I love UCF. I love my school. It is the best ever. Especially when it comes to finding out who your frakkin advisor is!!! /* Note Sarcasm */ Today I finally finished most everything I needed to get my school life in order and running as smoothly as can be expected. My initial problem was this: When I applied to UCF I put my intended major down as Film BFA. Well you have to submit a portfolio for that and I never did. UCF was supposed to make me as Film Pending. But that didn’t happen. So UCF overall thought that I was Film BFA but the actual program knew I wasn’t. Do the Departments talk to the main school, obviously not. So for the past two years I’ve had this looming over my head. Not once had I been to see an advisor. They destroy life as you know. Make you sign up for classes you don’t need, and as a bright-eyed student you take their advice, because well, they’re your advisor. I didn’t fall into that trap. I tried to figure it out all on my own. And so far, I’ve done great, at least until I wanted to start taking film classes: they all require department consent, which your advisor gives you. Just great. Something I didn’t have. I would check on the self-help service that a lot of my money for school has been going to that doesn’t work very well. Sound familiar? Use your money to help you but make the program so difficult that you can’t figure it out! Yes, it looks nice, but I can’t find the place to apply for classes or check my grades. Just great. I did however find something that said something that should tell me who my advisor is, so I clicked on it and it said “You currently have no advisor assigned to you”. Isn’t everyone given one to begin with??? So I was confused. So this has been weighing on me for the past year. Growing steadily greater and greater as the fall semester came to a close. Then finally, on my degree audit, it told me where I could go for my college’s student advising. My college, the college of arts and humanities, not my college as in UCF (for those who don’t know how universities work). So the student advising was OASIS which I had emailed first to find out who it was. They didn’t help, said I needed to go to the film department. So anyway, checked with them, they sent me to the film department, they sent me down the hall to my advisor. So I went to see Laura. I waited in the hall with three other students, and I didn’t have an appointment. She did meet with me, and by that time my heart was pounding; I was becoming frantic/anxious. I always get nervous like that the first time when I meet someone like and advisor or whatever. Plus, I always make my problems seem bigger than they really are. But I still think mine is of gigantic proportions. So I talk to her for a little bit, I tell her my problems and my ideas, she thinks it’s a good one, gives me a Major Change form and tells me to talk to the school of communications to find out about my minor that I still had yet to declare. I meet up with Coral, and we sit for a bit and I find out where I’m supposed to go. So what do I do? I look for the journalism advisor. Find her office, and she sends me down the hall because she doesn’t deal with print media. Whatever. Go down the hall to the office for the communications school, which by the way, journalism is in the college of science!!! SCIENCE? I’m sorry but I would think journalism would be under arts and humanities. HA! I go into the office, and I talk to a student worker. Not someone who would know what they are talking about. The girl looks at me like I’m stupid, that I don’t know what I’m talking about. She then proceeds to tell me that the typing test (25 wpm) ask the testing center, and then she gives me a piece of paper about the grammar test. I tell her that if you have two As that you don’t need to take that test, and that I have an A and an A- and I wasn’t sure how’d that work. She then went on to say that I needed to talk to the head of the department and that he had left for the day and that he would be back in the morning between 8am and 1pm. Well that just happens to be when I have to work! GAH. I was going to trade shifts with Cor but then came up with the BRILLIANT plan of emailing the professor, and the test center. Good idea. Heard back from both by 7am in the morning. I’m a genius. The head of the department said that I was good with the grades I had and if I had a problem with the class or two signing up for them, then I was to go to the communications office. I’ll avoid that as much as possible, thank you very much. Thursday I then went to the Registrar’s office and changed my major and declared a minor. By far the easiest task of this whole mess. Filled out paper work, which was all pretty much the same, and sign, date, and give to the lady at the desk. Simple, easy, nice. Almost too easy if you ask me. We’ll see if anything gets screwed up. Maybe I spoke too soon. I just checked my degree audit and I have to go declare my minor in OASIS. *sigh*
Battlestar Galactica. What else is there to say but Starbuck is dead. Dead, dead, dead. That means that Dee wins, at least for now. That is until she finds out she’s a cylon and then she’s going to be all “frak, frak, frak!” And I’m going to laugh. Starbuck > Dee.
So Say We All.
Now Dee had Apollo and what does she do? Leave him over a stupid political reason! LAME. Not that it really matters to me; I’d rather have him all to myself. Especially when… well never mind that…
You ask about the Final Five? Here are my theories:
300: AMAZ-ZA-ZING!!! It was so great. I really liked it a lot. I don’t care what some people might say. If you get a chance go see it in IMAX. Five stories for 300 ripped Spartans - totally worth it. For the five stories I have Five Reasons to see 300:
I told you this was a really long blog.
You know those stupid people in the classes you take. The ones you would shoot your brains out if they talked too long. That’s what my Philosophy class is like. There’s this guy that sits behind me that has the voice of Mandark from Dexter’s Laboratory, only more annoying. And he has an opinion about EVERYTHING. And the girl that he sits next to, education major, well she’s a freakin’ idiot! I can’t stand people like her. Party girl, that is annoying and stupid. Yeah… Where’s a rusty spoon when you need one?
I think I’m going to stop now. In the next blog look forward to topics such as: Summer Plans, Road trips, and guys. And probably my experiences at MegaCon since I haven’t mentioned my Jamie Love yet.
I love UCF. I love my school. It is the best ever. Especially when it comes to finding out who your frakkin advisor is!!! /* Note Sarcasm */ Today I finally finished most everything I needed to get my school life in order and running as smoothly as can be expected. My initial problem was this: When I applied to UCF I put my intended major down as Film BFA. Well you have to submit a portfolio for that and I never did. UCF was supposed to make me as Film Pending. But that didn’t happen. So UCF overall thought that I was Film BFA but the actual program knew I wasn’t. Do the Departments talk to the main school, obviously not. So for the past two years I’ve had this looming over my head. Not once had I been to see an advisor. They destroy life as you know. Make you sign up for classes you don’t need, and as a bright-eyed student you take their advice, because well, they’re your advisor. I didn’t fall into that trap. I tried to figure it out all on my own. And so far, I’ve done great, at least until I wanted to start taking film classes: they all require department consent, which your advisor gives you. Just great. Something I didn’t have. I would check on the self-help service that a lot of my money for school has been going to that doesn’t work very well. Sound familiar? Use your money to help you but make the program so difficult that you can’t figure it out! Yes, it looks nice, but I can’t find the place to apply for classes or check my grades. Just great. I did however find something that said something that should tell me who my advisor is, so I clicked on it and it said “You currently have no advisor assigned to you”. Isn’t everyone given one to begin with??? So I was confused. So this has been weighing on me for the past year. Growing steadily greater and greater as the fall semester came to a close. Then finally, on my degree audit, it told me where I could go for my college’s student advising. My college, the college of arts and humanities, not my college as in UCF (for those who don’t know how universities work). So the student advising was OASIS which I had emailed first to find out who it was. They didn’t help, said I needed to go to the film department. So anyway, checked with them, they sent me to the film department, they sent me down the hall to my advisor. So I went to see Laura. I waited in the hall with three other students, and I didn’t have an appointment. She did meet with me, and by that time my heart was pounding; I was becoming frantic/anxious. I always get nervous like that the first time when I meet someone like and advisor or whatever. Plus, I always make my problems seem bigger than they really are. But I still think mine is of gigantic proportions. So I talk to her for a little bit, I tell her my problems and my ideas, she thinks it’s a good one, gives me a Major Change form and tells me to talk to the school of communications to find out about my minor that I still had yet to declare. I meet up with Coral, and we sit for a bit and I find out where I’m supposed to go. So what do I do? I look for the journalism advisor. Find her office, and she sends me down the hall because she doesn’t deal with print media. Whatever. Go down the hall to the office for the communications school, which by the way, journalism is in the college of science!!! SCIENCE? I’m sorry but I would think journalism would be under arts and humanities. HA! I go into the office, and I talk to a student worker. Not someone who would know what they are talking about. The girl looks at me like I’m stupid, that I don’t know what I’m talking about. She then proceeds to tell me that the typing test (25 wpm) ask the testing center, and then she gives me a piece of paper about the grammar test. I tell her that if you have two As that you don’t need to take that test, and that I have an A and an A- and I wasn’t sure how’d that work. She then went on to say that I needed to talk to the head of the department and that he had left for the day and that he would be back in the morning between 8am and 1pm. Well that just happens to be when I have to work! GAH. I was going to trade shifts with Cor but then came up with the BRILLIANT plan of emailing the professor, and the test center. Good idea. Heard back from both by 7am in the morning. I’m a genius. The head of the department said that I was good with the grades I had and if I had a problem with the class or two signing up for them, then I was to go to the communications office. I’ll avoid that as much as possible, thank you very much. Thursday I then went to the Registrar’s office and changed my major and declared a minor. By far the easiest task of this whole mess. Filled out paper work, which was all pretty much the same, and sign, date, and give to the lady at the desk. Simple, easy, nice. Almost too easy if you ask me. We’ll see if anything gets screwed up. Maybe I spoke too soon. I just checked my degree audit and I have to go declare my minor in OASIS. *sigh*
Battlestar Galactica. What else is there to say but Starbuck is dead. Dead, dead, dead. That means that Dee wins, at least for now. That is until she finds out she’s a cylon and then she’s going to be all “frak, frak, frak!” And I’m going to laugh. Starbuck > Dee.
So Say We All.
Now Dee had Apollo and what does she do? Leave him over a stupid political reason! LAME. Not that it really matters to me; I’d rather have him all to myself. Especially when… well never mind that…
You ask about the Final Five? Here are my theories:
- Baltar: It would be too obvious. But at the same time, there is the Doctor Bi scenario to think about. Even though it is TOO obvious, you dismiss it for that reason, and then BAM it is that reason. But the good thing about this show is that they aren’t afraid to kill of main characters. Especially Major Characters. Plus, the rumor is that he’s going to be shot in the court room. Just a rumor. I guess we shall see on Sunday!
- Dee: No explanation needed
- Gaeta: Very possible option. Most popular among my friends. Wouldn’t it be awful though if he was helping the resistance on New Caprica, only to find out that he was a cylon? I would feel bad. It’s like he comes out of the slimy/jelly stuff (I don’t even like jelly) figured out where he is and says “Oh frak”. I like Gaeta. He’s cool. He needs a babe though.
- Tyrol: Totally possible. Like Gaeta, would be bad for him, but it’s still possible.
- Cally: Ditto.
- Anders: oh I hope not!!! I <3 him!!! He’s single now. Unless Starbuck is really a cylon, which she isn’t. But then he would definitely be stuck on the show! Pretty-boy officers or rugged pyramid players, I can’t decide. I would have both of their action figures as soon as they became available though!
- Billy: HEY! A girl can hope, right?
- Ellen Tigh: I’ve always thought she was a cylon. I’m going to hold onto that theory until we figure all of them out.
300: AMAZ-ZA-ZING!!! It was so great. I really liked it a lot. I don’t care what some people might say. If you get a chance go see it in IMAX. Five stories for 300 ripped Spartans - totally worth it. For the five stories I have Five Reasons to see 300:
- Gerard Butler (and David Wenham, and Dominic West, and Rodrigo Santoro)
- Gerard Butler naked
- Strong Female Characters
- Strong Relationships
- 300 ripped guys with 8 pack abs and AWESOME fighting abilities
I told you this was a really long blog.
You know those stupid people in the classes you take. The ones you would shoot your brains out if they talked too long. That’s what my Philosophy class is like. There’s this guy that sits behind me that has the voice of Mandark from Dexter’s Laboratory, only more annoying. And he has an opinion about EVERYTHING. And the girl that he sits next to, education major, well she’s a freakin’ idiot! I can’t stand people like her. Party girl, that is annoying and stupid. Yeah… Where’s a rusty spoon when you need one?
I think I’m going to stop now. In the next blog look forward to topics such as: Summer Plans, Road trips, and guys. And probably my experiences at MegaCon since I haven’t mentioned my Jamie Love yet.