Tomorrow morning I’m going to get my H1N1 shot, which means on my week of vacation, I have to be at work tomorrow at 9am, which is how early I’d have to be there if I was working. Epic fail for that. However, being at work means I’m halfway to UBC, and I know it’s finals and I shouldn’t steal study space from current UBC students, but I’m an alumni and I have rights too! So depending on just how miserable the weather is, and whether I wake up early enough in the morning to get all my shit together, I may hop up to UBC and spend the day in Ike studying. I always did my best work there, no lies. Last minute papers, intense cramming sessions and all-nighters, no matter what the situation, Ike was always there for me. And I love him for it.
I’ve spent several hours studying in the “Coast Capital Savings Library” at Kwantlen Surrey, but it really doesn’t have the same ring to it. Plus, my go-to study wear is sweatpants and my UBC sweater and I can’t very well wear that to Kwantlen. I have been toying with the idea of just going for it and buying a Kwantlen sweater. I don’t really want to, but I need a comfy hoody to study in and I don’t have one that’s not a UBC one!
Whatever the case, I miss you UBC. This is a common trend of my blog posts, but whatever. It’s my blog; I can whine about what I want! I just can’t put into words the sadness I feel that I am not right now hanging out in Apt 217 in Gage apartments, or that I’m not a 9 minute walk away in Ike. That I can’t call Ines or Sonia, and just make a plan to hang out the next day in the break between our classes. I hate that I am studying a class that I loathe. I hate that I am in danger of failing a class. I’m at freaking Kwantlen, for god’s sake.
I wish I would have realized I wanted to do HR earlier. Then at least I could have done a commerce minor. I’m only taking one class at Kwantlen next semester and there’s 9 classes in the program, so if I continue to take just 1 class, it’ll take me 3 full years to finish the program. I don’t want to be in school that long! If I don’t get extended at the Foundation, then I think I might talk to my parents about taking a semester off of working so that I can take 5 classes. I’ll spend this next semester saving like a crazy woman so I can afford to do it. Bah.
