Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Someone Finally Admitted It

You guys, I'm kind of in shock right now.

Remember the little bits of things I've told you about grad school this year? No? Well, basically, my last two years have been like this:



But then, when I figured out that I would have enough classes and credits to graduate in December 2011 (back in late winter/early spring of 2011), I realized that I just had to suffer through 2011. To hell with whatever happens in 2011-- I'll be free by the start of 2012!!

So all year, I've been like

I applied for graduation and I've been getting lots of paperwork from UM about when to walk, cap and gown, etc., but then I was looking at my own paperwork and it occurred to me that I might be missing a class.

I emailed the office to see if they could check their records and got the reply that, 
I emailed back to ask what the official policies were for transferring between programs-- I had been in one and swapped to another. Technically, I have the magic number of credits needed, but New Program won't accept one of Old Program's classes. 

I emailed the office and got back another reply.
"Hope that helps!"

Wait...

What?

What does that have to do with a request for a copy of the policy? What does that have to do with any policy? Timeline for WHAT???

Needless to say, it didn't help.

I looked into an appeal on allowing that one course but no such luck. Why should such luck begin now, anyway? So, fine. All I need to take is an elective. It's not the biggest deal and shouldn't be too terrible, right?

Yesterday was the first day to register for next semester. I popped online, found my class-- 



Finally!!! Someone ADMITTED that grad school means nothing! They're even ADMITTING that despite this amazing Masters degree, I HAVE NO FUTURE!!!

And the most amazing part??

I HAVE NO FUTURE THROUGH 2099!!!


Here's hoping I can live to 117 so I can have a life.

Although...

I do feel a little better about where I am in life, knowing that it was all an inevitable series of happenings orchestrated by the Ultimately Malicious.