So I tried to log into this SDSU database that hosts all the images of the paintings I need to know for my midterm tomorrow. It wouldn’t let me access it from home and the online help desk wasn’t really helpful, so I went all the way back to school to try to access it from the library. I paid for parking, because I don’t have a parking pass—I usually take the trolley. After some help, I was able to get into the database and was told that I *could* access it from home… All I had to do was register. Ugh. I figured I would stay there and study since I was already there. So I’m saving all the images so I can squeeze them all on a few sheets of paper, since I’m just going to cut them out and make flashcards. I’m on a PC and it doesn’t have Photoshop on it, so I E-mail each individual image to myself, so that I can open them on a Mac nearby. I set up all my documents in Photoshop, and I go to print it and the printer isn’t working. I go to the help desk and they say their printers went down earlier, but they should be working on the PCs… but the PCs don’t have Photoshop. I ask them if they could print my document from their computer at the help desk. They say they can’t, but they can print the images from the database. It ends up being eleven pages instead of my condensed two. Whatever, I tell them. I’ll pay for it. At this point they ask to see my SDSU ID. They say it’s the only form of payment they accept and that I can put money on my ID card on the machine around the corner. I stick my ID into the machine and it says to insert cash for deposit. All I have in my wallet are five credit cards, a frequent frozen yogurt card and a couple Sacajaweas that I got as change back from the vending machine at work—don’t even get me started on that. I go back to the help desk and I’m like… So it only takes cash? They tell me I can go to an ATM at one of the markets around school… but they’re all closed right now because it’s ten o’clock at night. At this point I decide that I’ve wasted two hours of my life and $6 in parking and it’s time to go home. I hope I have better luck on my midterms tomorrow.
I just finished memorizing the titles, artists and dates of 75 paintings for part of just one of my midterms tomorrow. UGH! I’m such a procrastinator. I had an entire week off from school last week because of the fires, and instead of studying for my midterms, I baked some red velvet cupcakes, watched a concert at the Belly Up, taught myself how to knit (because I’m not enough of a spinster already), dyed Jay’s shorts Hooter-orange for his Halloween costume, changed my Myspace playlist… Le’sigh. I’ve vowed to start studying for finals early so that I’m not a stressed out biatch come December. I just want this week to be over with already…
Here’s a video from the Colbie Caillat show I went to…
Her guitarist, Justin Kawika Young, was more than worth the stress. More vids here.
Cons of taking the trolley:
- Getting to the station just as the trolley is leaving.
- Waiting fifteen minutes for the next trolley.
- Realizing I forgot my phone in my car.
- Missing the next trolley while I’m looking for my phone in my car.
- Not finding my phone in my car.
- Waiting fifteen minutes for the next trolley. Again.
- Finding my phone in my backpack.
- Getting dropped off in front of campus.
- Walking ten minutes to the art department in the back of campus.
- Walking down five flights of stairs to my classroom.
- Finding a note on my classroom door that says my only class today has been canceled.
Today I wasted 45 minutes of my life driving through streets and parking structures I didn’t even know existed looking for parking on my first day back to school. You would think that I’d be able to find one parking space among the 14,000 spots SDSU claims to have. I ended up paying $12 to park in the one spot open in the KPBS visitor lot that is on the opposite side of campus from my first class (which I had already missed the first half hour of). I bought a semester trolley pass in a blind rage after class. Public transportation? Yikes. It’s gonna be one long semester.
This is MY LIFE for the next sixteen weeks (there are few things I enjoy more than organizing my Google calendar—Yes, I’m a total nerd). If you’re lucky, I’ll pencil you in somewhere between my classes, internship, regular job, possible weekend screen printing course and visits to the gym in attempts to be beach-ready for Hawaii in January. My best friend is a personal trainer and I work next door to the gym, so you’d think that I’d take advantage of that instead of taking advantage of my work’s proximity to Panera. Well… You’d think that if you didn’t know me and my love for sandwiches.