Regged Up

I was so excited about the registration yesterday, that I so thought I was so gonna finish it in a single day. I even went to school a bit later than everyone else, because all I needed to do was get my CRS results print-out, get enlisted in only one more class, and pay my tuition fees. I was so wrong. When I arrived, I went directly to the department and left my ID. I had waited for like two minutes before I got called for what I actually thought was pre-advising. Then the registration assistant (RA) there told me they didn't have my curriculum checklist and that I should go to the admin to get it. Well, okay, that was fine with me. I went down and saw a friend of mine who, just so fortunately, was an RA. I told I her I need my checklist so I can finish everything before lunch and go see Prisoner of Azkaban afterwards. She checked the piles of files and after what seemed like half an hour, she said "STS." I was totally shocked and kind of pissed. What would I need to see the college secretary (that's what STS means) for? I mean, I passed 4 out of 7 classes in the past term, and 2 out of those remaining 3, were given incomplete marks because I missed exams and stuff then. Fine, I went through the admin door. Another RA asked me what my business there was. "I need to see the secretary," I said. "We ran out of numbers. There are a bunch of people waiting outside to see the secretary too. Maybe it would be better for you to just come back later, perhaps in the afternoon." Yeah, sure. I'd rather go somewhere. I'd rather do something. I'd rather watch PoA.

And I did. It wasn't really that good. Well, I guess I just expected too much. Or maybe, I expected what was supposed to be in the movie. A lot of things were omitted. A lot of things were changed. The most important details were left out. The director, in my opinion, must have assumed everyone who's gonna watch the movie had read book. And that's not exactly how to be doing a movie, especially a Harry Potter movie. I even read somewhere that the director didn't read the book. He just did the directing based on the script that was handed to him. Ugh, what a director. All I can say is that it would have better if some more things were injected and explained so as not to arise confusion in viewers who haven't read the book.

I woke up this morning and I was feeling really sick. My back was aching, so was my right thigh. Perhaps I drove too much yesterday, and bowled too many games the other past two days. I couldn't open my eyes and my head felt like it was gonna split in half any minute. Thank god Panadol does work. I went back to school when I felt a little better, and got to meet the College of Mass Communication secretary for the first time. There was nothing wrong with my grades, she said. She only wanted to give me a warning because I flunked Journalism, and told me to promise her I'll do better next term. Hah, that's just it. It's funny I could think of a lot bad things that would happen when I see her, without even pondering why on earth she'd like to see me. There, nothing to be afraid of. It was just a warning, anyway.

Tomorrow is going to be a big bad day. I'll get this whole registration thing done and over with.