Three classes I didn't get into. THREE. That just plain ole sucks. I waited for 45 minutes, watching the little blue bar at the bottom of the browser, standing completely static. Panic began to take over as I heard rumors of the classes I wanted closing and the people that did get into them, I began to despise. Well, not really..but that is more stress than I really need just to register for school. The so-called advanced technology is not that advanced at all. I ended up using the ole pen and paper (yes, that stuff that is thin and you can write on it..it sometimes gives you little cuts on your fingers)-the old method was much more efficient, I simply had to lie to the woman in the office and tell her I was late for my job. Yeh right, what job is that? Sitting here, bitching to you, my peeps? Playing around on my computer, HOPING that someone will e-mail me the job of a lifetime? OK, I have to go prepare for the purchase of a train ticket and a Radiohead ticket. Priorities people.