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November 19, 2012

Registration Relevations

An accurate depiction of feelings surrounding registration

An accurate depiction of feelings surrounding registration

Class registration was this week, and I would, without a single doubt in my mind, categorize it as one of the most stressful events of the entire semester, ranked right after the evil paper on abstract, Avant-Garde cinema I had to write for my film class. Somehow, unbeknownst to me, I had managed to register for fall classes and attend an entire semester of college without turning in my health forms. This means that the university didn’t have the chance to kick me out if I had rabies or the black plague or something. I wasn’t able to register for spring classes until I had turned my health forms in, so on the day of registration, I (not so) gracefully awoke at the crack of dawn to run (drag) myself over to health services to clear my hold and schedule a physical (which I haven’t gotten in almost three years, because honestly…who really does sports anyway?). On my way back to my room, I reflected on a few things I had learned:

1. Yes, you actually do need to turn in your health forms to go to college. 

See above. Rabies and black plague and such.

2. The College Board isn’t actually the root of all evil.

Normally, when discussing the College Board, I would launch into a rant of rage and passion about how it’s only purpose is to take your money while simultaneously destroying your self esteem. However, this time is an exception. Because of my AP credits, I not only got a few credits, which was nice, but I also got the chance to register as a sophomore, since after this semester I’ll have a full blown year of college under my belt. That meant that even though I wasn’t able to register right at 8 AM when it opened, I was still able to register for all the classes I wanted, because I’m still taking intro classes that sophomores don’t usually take. Typical freshman.

3. I’m not going to major in Screen Studies, Philosophy, or Psychology

I always really struggled with the question “What do you want to be when you grow up”, because apparently “Disney Princess” isn’t an acceptable answer when you’re an adult. Honestly, I only know what I don’twant to be: I don’t want to be a fireman, or an engineer, or a pilot, and other boring stuff like that. This semester,

My schedule for next semester! It’s going to be busy busy busy

I took Intro to Screen Studies, Statistics for Psychology and a Philosophy class on happiness (I had a fourth class, but I dropped it, because I bit off more than I could chew), and while I enjoyed them and appreciated exploring new academic territory, it didn’t take long for me to figure out that it wasn’t right for me. For the upcoming spring semester, I registered for things that I know would interest me, rather than in things that I vaguely wanted to explore. For once in my life, I’m moving towards things that I want to study, rather than eliminating things off of an infinite list of possibilities. I’m classes next semester in Sociology, Political Science, Geography, and Environmental Science, four subject areas that I’m most interested in. Hopefully, at least one of these will spark my interest, and I’ll be able to head down the path of selecting a major from there. If not, well, then I’ll probably give up and be a Disney Princess.

So, in the end, despite being thrown onto the struggle bus with the stress of my health forms and the always present question of what I want to do with myself, I learned a lot during registration. Not only can I now get kicked out of college for having the black plague, but I also have a concrete direction that I’m heading in with my academic career. And that’s pretty satisfying.

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