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fredericksSecond day in a row this computer has eaten my LJ entry. I really should give it up, but I'm stubborn like that.
Long story short, there's a good chance I won't be going to Hunter during the summer. The school claims I never sent them notification that I was postponing my admission until the summer, so I might have to re-apply if I want to go. Only thing the last day for apps is April 15th, and getting a transcript send from Brown might definitely take more than a week. *sigh* Between my entry being eaten and my anger at the bureacratic ineptitude of Hunter, I feel like smashing something. Maybe the laptop; who knows?
A little light on my day: one of the guys at work saw me as I was attempting to make my way across the very busy street and to the store. Crossing streets tends to freak me out, especially when I'm upset/tired and limping a little. So he actually came over, offered his arm, and walked me to the far curb. It was slightly embarrasing, but still sweet, dang it.
No work tomorrow, and apparently the shop is closed because it's Holy Friday. So I'm planning on catching up on those Netflix I'm holding onto and otherwise relaxing tonight. Good times.
Long story short, there's a good chance I won't be going to Hunter during the summer. The school claims I never sent them notification that I was postponing my admission until the summer, so I might have to re-apply if I want to go. Only thing the last day for apps is April 15th, and getting a transcript send from Brown might definitely take more than a week. *sigh* Between my entry being eaten and my anger at the bureacratic ineptitude of Hunter, I feel like smashing something. Maybe the laptop; who knows?
A little light on my day: one of the guys at work saw me as I was attempting to make my way across the very busy street and to the store. Crossing streets tends to freak me out, especially when I'm upset/tired and limping a little. So he actually came over, offered his arm, and walked me to the far curb. It was slightly embarrasing, but still sweet, dang it.
No work tomorrow, and apparently the shop is closed because it's Holy Friday. So I'm planning on catching up on those Netflix I'm holding onto and otherwise relaxing tonight. Good times.
