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Lookit... it's only been 5 days and I have yet another thing to complain about.
Those of us who had ever planned for their own timetable will know what a pain subject registrations are. So when the dreaded day arrives, I did the mandatory click-like-hell-until-you-get-your-subjects-registered and got almost all of my subjects in the system instantly. Had to spend a while getting the remaining 2 in but it was done in no time at all. Woohoo... Lucky me.
Then the bombshell came. At approximately 1.30pm, 15 and a half hours after the online registration closed, I got an IM from (A) telling me she didn't register 2 out of 10 subjects. Cue thunder, lightning and dramatic shock bgm. I'd always thought that there were only 8 subjects. So I asked her about it and she told me we need to register another subject for every elective we chose. Dun-dun-duuuunnnnnn! Shocked, I tried to look for vacancies in the said subjects that I didn't register but I couldn't slot it into my perfectly perfect timetable. O.O!
(A) apologized, saying that she had thought (B) had told me already so she didn't tell me. And I have a sinking feeling that if I asked (B), she'll say the same thing. Yes, now I know I'm that unimportant for people to not tell me something that important at the risk of repeating something important to me. Actually, I'd always been that unimportant that I shouldn't be surprised this happened. Shame on you, Theresa. Shame on you for being this surprised.
Never mind, I had more important things to attend to. Like wasting 20 bux on cab fare to take a (you guessed it) cab to NTU to get to the school of EEE office and wasted 10 minutes to register my 2 remaining unregistered subjects. And I'm pretty sure I wasted more than 5 bux on sms-es, complaining about my plight to other unrelated people. Now all I can do is wait for the news of my soon-to-be-ruined timetable by mail.
I'm pretty sure this is the angry beast in me talking but I swear, they must be jealous of me getting my perfectly perfect timetable yesterday. So much so that they're screwing me over today.
Warning: Please heed this warning if you don't feel like getting shot at today --> Don't talk to me.
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How long as it been since my last post? Ah yes, 1 month and 10 days.
Once again, I have come to complain about how my wonderful life sucks wonderfully.
I don't get why I'm always the one scolded for *not* doing something on time when it was already established that the fault belongs to my brother.
I don't get why I don't get any acknowledgements when I *do* get something done on time when it was already established that it was I who did all the work.
I don't get why I get blamed for not doing something on time once when I'd done at least a dozen things on time. Especially since it had been established earlier that the credit is mine and mine alone.
I don't get why she would always bring up the fact that while I was mugging for my exams, all the household chores were done (*not* on time) by my brother and now that it's my holiday, it's my turn to do all the household chores (on time) when in fact, it was also his holiday (albeit shorter than mine but still, a holiday is a holiday).
I really don't get moms. Seriously.
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