So. I have another story, and lots of pretty pictures/Jensen Ackles to illustrate it. Ready to come on a little journey with me? Good.
So. I do all my schooling online. It's pretty awesome, and it works really well in my dingo-ate-my-baby-crazy life. As you may know, first semester has ended. Since it's ended, I have nothing to do while I wait for my next semester teachers to email me and lemme log in to my classes. Naturally, I've been all,
Y'know. Sleeping in late, lazing around. It's been awesome. So today, I'm watching Supernatural. Again, I'm all,
And before I get off my ass to change the disk, I get the brilliant notion to check my email. So, I do. And what do I see? An email that says I can finally log on to one of my classes and get working. Now, I'm all,
So I log on and see that I have to do an orientation course. It's the same orientation course I've done for EVERY other online class I've taken, and I've taken quite a few. But, since I've already done it, teachers are usually cool with me skipping the orientation. So things are looking up again. Then, I read something that elicits this reaction,
The site is all, "Even if you've done an orientation course before, you still need to compete this course." So, because I'm anal retentive, I feel the need to read all the discussion board messages, I take my first look at the boards. Usually, there aren't more than 100 messages to read in an orientation course. So, I'm expecting that.
What do my gorgeously colored eyes fall on? The words "1880 Unread Messages". This occurs,
And then this occurs,
It's not pretty. I still have 700 messages to go. I'm at the point where punching myself in the face is the better option than my current situation. Moral of the story? Don't mix stripes and floral. Just don't do it.
Love,
Megan
Megan
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