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newnumber6It looks like I've probably officially graduated after all (there was always some worry that I missed one of the qualifications or didn't do the math right or something), as today I received in the mail something telling me to set up my graduation photo appointment. (I suppose there's still a chance that I didn't graduate but they sent it to people that they suspect might have)
Of course, I won't be going to get my grad photo - if it was free, maybe, but I've paid enough money at that school they should just throw it in (or, at least - let you take the picture for free so you can be on the wall or whatever with the rest of the graduating class, but you have to pay extra if you want prints).
And hell, they'd want me to wear a white shirt and a tie - that ventures into 'and why aren't you paying _me_ then?' territory.
Screw it. Probably won't even bother going to graduation either - these things don't mean much to me.
Oh and Valentine's Day, bah. I'm trying to sleep away as much of the day I can, unfortunately it's not working so well. I think I said it all in my whiny status rant from a couple days ago, so I won't repeat it in detail, except to say again, Valentine's Day, Bah.
Bah, I say.
Of course, I won't be going to get my grad photo - if it was free, maybe, but I've paid enough money at that school they should just throw it in (or, at least - let you take the picture for free so you can be on the wall or whatever with the rest of the graduating class, but you have to pay extra if you want prints).
And hell, they'd want me to wear a white shirt and a tie - that ventures into 'and why aren't you paying _me_ then?' territory.
Screw it. Probably won't even bother going to graduation either - these things don't mean much to me.
Oh and Valentine's Day, bah. I'm trying to sleep away as much of the day I can, unfortunately it's not working so well. I think I said it all in my whiny status rant from a couple days ago, so I won't repeat it in detail, except to say again, Valentine's Day, Bah.
Bah, I say.
