Bummer.
I will not have as much of a social life in school as I had initially wanted (not that I was really getting much of anywhere to start with), nor will I be able to update my novel anytime soon. The assigned readings for my classes are much longer than I expected, and what's even more annoying is that I have to read some of the text at least twice in order to get the gist of things.
On a lighter note, however, because of my endeavers to maintain at least a 3.7 GPA this past academic year, I was invited by the Hunter College Council on Honors to become a member of the Thomas Hunter Honors Program! Yesterday, I received a letter in the mail detailing the eligability and requirements for the program. All I have to do is schedule an interview and write a 1-page personal statement describing why this opportunity would benefit my education and personal goals (still gotta work on that). I was just... so ELATED to even be considered by the Council, considering the fact that Hunter has what? 22,000 students or so? Most of whom are exceptionally bright and are just WOW when it comes to showing off thier smarts in class. But either way, I'm still going to give my education my all... I have to, if I'm going to get anywhere in life and support myself while I'm struggling to squeeze some creativity into my writing. :)
So yeah. Positivity. That's the key word, the mantra.
And okay, my social life isn't so bad... I made a friend in my Anthropology 102 class (It's on human variation). Her name's Heather, and she's really cool. Turns out we both took the same lecture class on Human Evolution in the Spring 2009 semester, though it's only now that we're talking to each other. It all started when my lab section got locked out of the lab right before class. Heather and I were the first ones to arrive, and so because it felt awkward to just stand and stare around to only read useless information tacked onto the bulletin boards, we just started talking. And funny thing, too - this guy named Woon Mu who was in my Creative Writing class in the spring is also taking the same human variation course. Small world, eh? Okay, well, Hunter's a small campus, I know. But still... After taking a class for an entire semester, you just don't see the same people anymore. Different schedules, different paths. At least you get a pleasant surprise when you see them again unexpectedly.
On a separate note, let me just rant about companies who say they have the best quality service, but fall desperately flat when you've finally paid for their services (which is just as crappy).
Here is the list ---
Numero uno: Verizon
High speed Internet? A joke. Even though all my connections and wires were impeccably intact, I would get intermittent Internet service. It's like playing a random game of peek-a-boo: first you see it, then you don't. Or, as was the scenario that occurred most of the time in my experience, you'll see that you're indeed connected to the Internet because the lights on your modem are all lit up and there's the globe icon at the bottom-right-hand-corner of your screen indicating that you're connected. However, once you click on your web browser, you get a huge disappointment. You can't imagine how many times I've restarted the computer and reset the darned modem -- all to no avail. Boo you, Verizon. Boo you.
Time Warner Triple-play is by far the best in service and consistency.
Numero Dos: Dell
Now don't get me wrong here. I love PCs. I enjoy using Dell's quality computers, and their customer service hotline is actually pretty helpful (extended periods of waiting for a technician to answer your call aside). However, when it comes to requesting that a technician come directly to your home to replace some maxed-out equipment inside of your PC (such as a hard-drive or video card that gave out, which my living room PC really needs right now to function properly), they NEVER come within the timeframe you have requested. I know there must be many clients out there that these technicians need to attend to, but really. How many technicians does Dell have? More than a handful, I would hope. And yet here I sit in the kitchen (because it's the only place in this dinky apartment where you can actually hear the doorbell), typing away on my dad's laptop (which should have been mine, but my mother said that my dad needed it for work, so fine, I gave in), blogging and taking a break from doing my Psychology homework and American Immigrant Lit reading, waiting the entire day for the Dell technician to ring the doorbell and replace the video card in my living room computer.
I know my name's not Juliet (though my mom's name is a derivative of it), but I must still ask the classic question: O, wherefore art thou Dell?
And so goes Empty's echo... echo... echo... echo... ec....
Anyway, I just HOPE I finish my work soon so that I can watch Glee tonight! (Yes, I am a proud Gleek!) Maybe tomorrow I'll blog again if I have the time. So until then, sing it loud, sing it proud!
Here's to the future!
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