ASC Pt. III

And it's my first day back at school and boy are my legs tired...

Okay, enough with the Rodney Dangerfield impression...

So it's my first day back and I'm so tired. I woke up at 6:00 (apparently there's an 6 AM now) and took the 7:20 bus off to York University. I was about 50 minutes early for class... yes, practically an hour early for the first day of class. So I picked up a 12 grain bagel, a medium 2 milk, 2 sugar, and sat in class alone for the longest time. Actually, as I was sitting there, the lights off of course because I despise the light and much as Michael Jackson despises being dark, and then a girl walked. She noticed that I was the only one sitting there so she just walked back out... apparently she was my professor. So basically, I was the big nerd that was even too much of a spaz for the teacher to acknowledge. Great start.

The class was actually good. Walking into the class, I had no idea what it was. I totally forgot what all of my classes are this semester. This was a culture class, all based over the last 50 years. Awesome... good good stuff... It seems really simple with very little reading and it's based on stuff I'm actually interested in so I might do some of the readings then. Huzzah!

So my 3 hour class was shortened to 90 minutes today, which was fine and expected. The first day is just filled with house keeping so I wasn't surprised. The sad thing is, my next class does not start until 4 and I am going to be sitting here bored out of my mind every Wednesday most likely blogging to you my invisible adoring public.

So I thought I'd do some house keeping today... The first thing I needed to do was pick up my student ID


*** NOTICE: PISSED OFF RANT AHEAD ***

Wasn't technology supposed to make life easier, better and more efficient? Well, I am here to officially say that that is bullshit. I've been at this school for 4 year, this is my 5th, and in my previous four years, getting your sessional card was so simple. You sit at home, they mail to you and then you sign it and put it in your wallet. Easy, right? It really was.

So last year the school decided to take a step into the 1990's (yes, the 90's) and wanted to give us nice hard cards with our pictures on it opposed to the pieces of paper we used to get in the mail with no picture and just our Student number. Fine, a step in the right direction. The simplest thing would have been to just take the picture at the school, they print your card within under a minute, and then you're on your marry way... Sigh, why didn't I just do it like that? I on the other hand decided to take the information super highway on my way to getting my ID card.

So the guy taking at the Student Centre tells me to just take a pic myself, send it to the school, and I might win a free iPod. Great... so I do that, and of course I didn't win the iPod.

Firstly, I was supposed to get my card in the mail, but I didn't. So I go to the student centre today and they tell me, "We decided to just have the cards picked up opposed to being mailed out." I'm like "Mmmk" and he send me to 137 South Ross. So I go there and there's a gigantic line. I think, "This has to be the right line, it's so long." So I stand in line for about an hour and when I get to the front they tell me that this was the line just to take pictures, not to pick them up and I had to go to 119 Williams Small building. Ahem... BTW, THAT'S ALL THE WAY ACROSS CAMPUS. And I go all the way across campus, which was actually where my first class of the day was, and I search and search and search for room 119. I eventually find it after a numerous amount of ill-fated stairwells, and I find another long line. I stood in line for about 10 minutes only to find out that I was in the wrong line up all along... And then I go in the right line which took about 2 minutes...

I'm tired. A year, I didn't even think about my sessional card because it was just a simple process. If I ever go back to this school (Let's hope this is my last year) and have to pick up another ID card, I will look back on this day and wonder why I didn't kill myself... cuz honestly, technology just makes me want to kill myself. The only good thing about it is that I could hang myself from this mouse cord. Thank-you and good day.