Theme Song: "And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going" - Jennifer Hudson
Even though I was in the library until 5AM last night, I wake up in a wonderful mood. I'm ecstatic because today, I actually have time to take care of business, mainly dropping my Shake-a-spurr class. I don my shades and storm my way across campus into Breidenbaugh Hall. On my way up the steps, Caroline (from the Women's Center) gives me a bouquet of daisies. Apparently, it's Sexual Violence Day... FiNALLY! *takes studded paddle and rubber ball gag out of bookbag*
Finally, I reach the 4th floor where one of the guys from our class's argumentative cluster directs me to Professor Myers' office. When I tell the guy that I'm dropping the class, he actually says, "That's disturbing. We're dwindling every day." M'hmm, for good reason... but best of luck to you. :-D After sitting in the lobby for a few minutos, the professor calls me in and I hand him my ADD/DROP form before I even say Hello. When I tell him I wanna drop, he starts complimenting me on my writing and says that I just need to persevere. *awkward silence* Save it, Colonel (BTW, I may not have mentioned this earlier, but Prof. Myers is a dead ringer for Col. Sanders, seriously)! My mind has been made up for 2 weeks now, and although I wasn't doing horribly in the class, I just can't stake my entire grade on my final paper... especially since he's the toughest grader I've EVER had.Immediately after our meeting, I prepare for my Film 350 presentation (w/ Matt & Jinming) on Woody Allen's Annie Hall and John Carpenter's Halloween. But we'll talk about that some other day. ;-D Once again I head back upstairs, this time to meet with my Brand Spankin' New academic advisor, Professor Goldberg aka Lenny G! Long story short, I have a whole 2 years to complete 5 classes to get my B.A. in English; I have about 6 left for the Film Studies degree; I might take on either a Computer Science, Spanish, or Theatre Arts minor if I can squeeze it all in.
As I mentioned in an earlier episode (see Episode 4.07 - "I Think I'm Paranoid"), Prof. Goldberg is the most paranoid, OCD guy, myself excluded, on-campus. Seriously, at the end of our meeting, I start fretting because I think I misplaced my sunglasses somewhere in his office. No big deal, right? WRONG! He jumps out from behind his desk and crouches down to help me find them as he turns blood-red and screams, "I'd hate for you to lose a pair of sunglasses! I just lost some myself and they were $75!" Dude, it's OK... mine were like... 5 bucks at the most. O well, he's a really cool guy, but he needs to chill sometimes. 'Cause when he freaks out, I freak out... which isn't extremely helpful.
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