I FINALLY GET AN EARLY REGISTRATION DATE AND THE PIECE OF DISEASED CHODE WEBSERVER IS FUCKING OVERLOADED BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE MOTHERFUCKING UNIVERSE IS TRYING TO REGISTER FOR CLASSES AT THE SAME MOTHERFUCKING TIME.
Now all the bullshit GE classes I’m forced to take are going to fill up in the next motherfucking five minutes as every bottom-feeder on the planet snatches up every winter class they can find.
Why Stately, I hear you intone rationally, Are there not other options? Can you not add classes by phone?
By phone! By phone, they say! It is to laugh! Wading through a labyrinth of menus, no doubt also choked by the ceaseless ebbs of academic spunk being forced down its throat by my countless peers.
What school are you at? When I was at the University, they let us know weeks in advance the date you could begin registering. Then you go into the office, sign up, and that was it. The web sign ups were delayed a day.
Everyone gets their own registration date, which can range from Fucking Early, Hell Yeah to No, You Ain’t Gonna Get Any Decent Classes Sucker. Mine is considerably towards the Fucking Early range.
Mine was today at 8am. At your registration date/time, you go online or phone (ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! ha !) and adden zee klasses. Ideally speaking that is.
Now some winner is trying to get me to do his Statistics project, due two days ago, for him. Oh the things I am thinking. He is so lucky we’re in the library.
Sorry about you having to deal with shit. Maybe you’ll be able to add/petition some courses once spring semester begins?
It’s getting to the point where I really enjoy seeing OP’s with your name attatched. You have to stop, right away. Or do it lots more. Ya know, whatever floats your boat.
If, when you do finally get to sign up, you wind up not being able to fit in classes you need for your major, talk to the registrar. S/he may be able to get you into classes that are otherwise full if you really need them.
Me, I signed up for my winter classes at the same time as my fall classes.
conjugated (present tense)
I cunt
You cunt
He/she/it cunts
We cunt
Y’all cunt
They cunt
Past tense: cunted
Future tense: will cunt
Present Progressive tense: am/is/are cunting
Past Progressive tense: was cunting
Past Perfect Progressive Tense: had/have been cunting
Future Progressive Tense: will be cunting
Future Perfect Progressive Tense: will have been cunting
Present Perfect: have cunted
Past Perfect: had cunted
Future Perfect: will have cunted
I don’t have to register for my classes, because my college rocks but is bizarre . I had to check a spot on a form: I will be returning next semester, still living on campus, and sign it, then turn it into the registrar.
Granted, it means I’ve got no choice in what classes I take (the entire curriculum is all predetermined). And also, this semester? Nine AM classes every day.
Anyway…best of luck. And I totally dig the subject line of the OP.
Just whose mothers have the platypi allegedly had coital relations with?
Who is allegedly offering gratification to these platypi?
This online cunting of which you speak, is this a different form of cybersex?
Yeah, class registration sucks, but working sucks more so try to keep things in perspective. You can cut a few classes here and there without repercussions, but that shit don’t fly too far with your boss. Makes me almost miss college. Almost.
Thanks for all the gooey support, dopers. I finally was able to add my classes, the dildo with the project finally got a clue, and my day reverted back to being TV-14 rated rather than M. FinnAgain, Verbing awesomes language. I’ll keep in mind to start more OPs, if that’s what pleases your platypus.
phouka, Scope, yes, and texture, yes yes yes: Cunt is the chiffon cake of verbs.
NinjaChick, your college sounds interesting. Doesn’t seem like something I would be drawn to on my own, but I’m glad that you’re enjoying it. I’ll have to read up on that style of curriculum.
danceswithcats, My post is my cite. And the answer to all three is, um, your mom*.
sturmhauke, Point taken, but I actually do work and I love it. I know you’re talking about a nine-to-five type thing, though, wheras I work part-time and can modify my work schedule as necessary to fit my school schedule as long as I give my boss proper notice.
Your mom is probably a very lovely and non-platypus-involved lady.
Finn, sigh; with a little two-step do, or are you thinking Lambada?
Wages, willkommen. As long as you agree not to censor me. :shakes fist:
I just noticed an error in my OP, btw: I was registering for Spring classes, not Winter. White-hot rage has a way of making one forget the seasons.
