I need a Xanax.

The past week has been a stressful little bugger.

My FCS adviser told me that there's no way I could graduate in a year because they put all FCS classes on a 2-year rotation, so it'd take 2 years for me to get all the FEW remaining classes I needed.

So I switched to majoring in Psychology. Which is kind of a crazy move, since it's not the best idea to change your major during your last year of college. But it seemed like the best idea. I was already minoring in Psych, so I had a good amount of the classes done, and it looked like I could still graduate in just a year.

So with only 26 credits til my BS in Psychology, it looked like I was set.

But then ISU decided to suck a little and tell me that you have to have 32 credits exclusively at ISU in order to get your diploma from there. Alright, still doable.

Then ISU decided to suck a little bit more. They told me I have to retake two freshman general education classes, because the ones I already took don't transfer over. So, I'm enrolled in freshman english and speech classes this fall. I'm NOT thrilled.

Then ISU sucked a whole lot more when I came across a little fine print that said I had to have 36 upper division credits to graduate, and was told that some of my upper division classes from UI don't transfer over.

These events led to the major sucky conclusion of the story, where my adviser told me that I'd have to take an additional semester (so 1.5 years left) at ISU in order to fit in all these credits to graduate.

Seeing as how I'm so incredibly sick of school and want nothing more than a degree in my hand and to never have to register for a class again, this was some pretty horrible news. It's been 3 days and I'm still depressed about it.

But I'm not entirely giving up yet. I emailed my adviser asking to be allowed to take extra credits this semester in order to keep me on track to graduate in a year. It'll be a huge workload, seeing as I'm already at the max amount of allowed credits for the semester. But I WANT TO GRADUATE DANGIT.


On a less depressing side note, we worked at a LDS Preparedness Fair yesterday. We have to do a service learning project for a class we're taking together, so this worked out well. I sat at a table all day. Sterling got to dress up as Smokey the Bear. That was the highlight of my day.

 

And on a VERY un-depressing note, we got our dream apartment in Shelley! Well, maybe 'dream' is a bit of an exaggeration, but I'm very excited about it. Compared to our current apartment in Moscow, this new one is pretty much the Taj Mahal. 1200 square feet, a lovely kitchen with granite counter tops, an island, and a bar! And two bedrooms. And two (granite) vanities in the bathroom. And a washer and dryer!!!!! Trust me, a year of having to go to the laundromat and you will be ecstatic about laundry just like I am.  Here's a video tour I snagged off the rental website. It shows both an upstairs and downstairs one; ours is upstairs so it has those snazzy vaulted ceilings even :)

Our apartment

So life is pretty good, other than my schooling fiasco. We're moving in less than 3 weeks! I caaan't wait.