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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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