I'd liken the whole process to that of herding cattle. With no horse. Or whip. Or prod. And the cows are grumpy and slow and are just trying to be herded by someone smarter than you. And you're frustrated because some cows are yours, some are not, and the rest are useless.
The picture is a funny one; I'm currently camped out on a library computer for the next hour so I can be sure I actually have a workstation when my turn comes. There was a lovely fire alarm this morning that didn't quite wake me up (my roommate deciding to exercise in the room at 8 AM did that) but it sure as hell sent the entire living contents of a 10-story dorm building out into the wind and rain. Most went to breakfast, but a lot headed for the comfort of the library - the last place where I could be sure I'd have a computer for the delicate process of registering for next semester. What do you think I did?
That's right. I ran like a bat out of hell.
Picture this: a 6' XXXL-black-sweater-clad skinny white girl bolting past the masses like a Kenyan for a computer. It is the fastest and most dextrous I have ever run at 8:30 AM burdened by a messenger bag and bulky clothes.
Ahh, college.
Anyways, now all I have to contend with is the infamously slow school connection that is fully capable of making or breaking a person's semester. I think I'll be ok - it's just the concept of waiting in here for another half an hour, rushing to register, then booking it to a class that I will be late for, and surviving with no food till noon. I'm basically running on adrenaline. Although I've heard of this thing called "Red Bull"...the can says not to exceed two cans a day.
Sounds like a challenge to me!
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