Registration for the Fall

So, I went down to the registration office today to create my fall schedule. Prior to this I have heard horror stories of registration offices and always did my course selection online. However, with bravery I entered the office thingy and had them set me up with the papers I needed to fill out. The process took me about an hour to do, but that's because I'm very persnickety with my course selection, they actually called me 3 or 4 times to see if I was done yet. Low and behold I eventually finish with a schedule that has me going to class on two days a week!

My schedule for the next semester is:

Principals of Finance at 8:00AM-9:45AM

Principals of Management at 12:35PM-2:20PM

Ethics 2:25PM-4:10PM

The schedule so far is a total of 12 credits with a THREE HOUR BREAK . So I decided to try taking on online course as well, sadly that means I have to take a prerequisite online tutorial which I'll be starting tomorrow. Wish me luck guys, and if you're gonna be in the NYC campus feel free to come find me ^.^

Today's words of the ever so wise 19 year old: Love is being able to wake up with that same person and feel in love all over again.

Financial Aid

So, today I am proud to say my Fafsa is done! I know I haven't kept you guys updated on the process but I must say the FAFSA thing is hell no matter what school you're in. For the last month I've been attempting to fax it in but every time I did they would tell me the number got cut off or a form was missing. So I decided today was the day I get off my lazy butt and hand in the papers in person.

Anyone who's ever been in a Financial Aid office knows the long waits, crowded areas, and headaches associated with it. This is why I dread actually going to the place, and tried ever so desperately to avoid it.

I entered the 43 street building around 1:00 and made my way up to the second floor where I would subject myself to the wait of hell. All I needed to do was drop off a few papers and be done, but I knew that with the Financial Aid office nothing was ever so simple. I saw a group of 20 or so students scattered about the room, and another 3 standing on a line in order to sign in.

With a heavy sigh I made my way to the line and waited to put my name down. When I got to the front I asked the lady how long the wait was. "About an hour" a pleasant voice replied. 'An hour to drop off papers' my mind instinctively scoured as I scribbled my name and ID number.

"Miss I just need to drop off papers is there any way I can avoid the wait process" I asked attempting to avoid purgatory.

"If you come back tomorrow I can see you instantly, or on friday?" She replied looking at the people who eyed me as I attempted to avoid the crowds

"I have work, any chance I can come back in an hour?" I inquired fully knowing that I'd be eaten by the crowd if I did just get to drop them off.

"Sure" She replied.

WIN! I avoid the horrendous wait que and instead gabbed on my cell phone for an hour as I grabbed food. In truth the Financial Aid office is so much better than any other I know of. Normally they would just shush me and I'd be grumbling angrily as I sit in purgatory.

Todays advice: Always inquire, you never know when it may really help.

A horrible Vacation

My mother always used to tell me that I walked around as if I was invincible, as if nothing could ever hurt me. She said one day, if I wasn't careful, I might just learn how fragile I am. Well, I was mugged today and I must say I sure as hell don't feel invincible anymore.

It was my friends birthday and I was on my way to meet him in Sheepshead bay (Brooklyn). I got of the b82 at Nostrand and kings highway around 12:30 PM and crossed the street to catch the b44. As I saw the bus pull up it stopped shorter than where it normally would due to a van. As I began walking towards it I felt a sudden tug on my bag and the next thing I know I feel someone punch the side of my head causing me to fall.

"Let go of the ****ing bag" one of the girls screamed at me. Instinctively I wrapped my wrist around the bag. Another girl began grabbing at my wristlet which she broke off of the strap. Both of them began punching me repeatedly in the back and side of my head, and all the while I was screaming "HELP, I'm being mugged, call 911!"

20 or so people were watching me get mugged by these two rather large girls but no one helped and jumped in. I started punching back while I hung onto my laptop bag the entire act went on for about 2-3 minutes and by the end of it a rather large crowd had formed. I never let go of my laptop- I'm typing on it right now actually- but I did lose a total of $51. I would have lost more if it wasn't for one person who stood out from the crowd.

The two girls finally ran away when a man got out of his car and came running to the scene. Something apparently told him one tiny little white girl being punched repeatedly by two fat girls in their mid to late twenties was probably a bad thing. He caught one of the girls, the one who was grabbing my bag, and wouldn't let her leave the scene. After he stepped up everyone else grabbed their phones and began calling 911.

Soon the cops came and both girls were arrested I got my wallet back with everything in it- minus $51. So now I'm covered in bruises and cuts and extraordinarily sore. Come friday I have to go to court to make sure they actually get some time in jail, but I'm just amazed at how no one would help me. How I was mugged in broad day light and no one would help me when I was screaming help, when I was being pummeled.

Its funny, because I remember in my psychology class we learned that if many people are present people are less likely to act because they'll just assume someone else can do it. Well, don't just assume someone else can do it because you actually can do something. I know some people may say I should have just given them my stuff and not fault back, but I would be damned if I didn't fight back. Don't let people just push you around, and more importantly don't let others be pushed around.

Todays words are simple: Evil wins when good does nothing...