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[11 Mar 2004|09:16pm] |
I was called in because of small problems with my schedule for next year. The classes I really wanted have been obtained (journalism&composition), but both art classes were apparently filled, leaving me with still zero art credits to my name, and needing one to graduate. This year I didn't have room in my schedule, and I don't want to take ceramics next year. So I've been signed up for Psychology, much to my disgust. I can't stand the thought of annyalyzing why people do the things they do. Who the hell cares?
The part I cannot get over, though, is that my principal came to the conclusion that architectural drafting would be in my interests after I told him I'd like to go into writing or graphic design.
I have a month to convince my mom to drive me down to D.C. for the March for Choice. Everyone, start sending her chocolate.
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