It's that time of year again, when students drag themselves out of bed at midnight or six in the morning or whenever registration opens now so that they can arrange their schedules for next semester. While today is not my registration day (mine is Wednesday) I do have the wisdom to try and arrange my schedule beforehand anyways so I can find out before six in the morning that my creative writing class and my music history class are only offered at the same time.
Have I mentioned that I go in every semester to see my advisor about the classes I need to take between now and when I graduate? My advisor told me that she wishes everyone did that, because it means that I'm going to graduate on time since I know what's going on. That's always a plus.
This last visit was pretty awesome, however. I've stated before that I've had to take 18 credits in the past, as well as this semester. (It sucks! Don't do it! Save yourself!) Well, after arranging my schedule for the rest of my college career, here is what I have discovered:
I have three semesters left.
I have about 39-ish credits to take.
I should never have to have 18 credits or anything close to 18 credits ever again.
I actually might graduate in a year.
My last semester could possibly be only 6-8 credits.
Let me tell you, while arranging my schedule for registering for next semester... 15 credits never looked so good. I could almost do a dance while looking over this stuff! It makes me so happy!! Maybe I'll take a weight lifting class so I can make myself exercise. Maybe I'll make it so I have no classes on Thursdays and Tuesdays. This is so wonderful!!
Poor Husband Man registers today, and he told me that he has to have 18 credits next semester. I just patted him on the back and told him I'd make him lots of cookies.
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