Life... or something Like it....

So I'm going to have to go off on my rant of the day. Today it's leanring disability stuff. Sometimes it really sucks to have a learning disability. Today was one of those days. I realised recently that the ten-day deadline for getting accomodations for my mid-term was fast approaching (i.e. it's tomorrow) so I had to go to the FYP office only to find out that some of the form hadn't been filled out by the people over at Student Services. So I had to go to Student Services (which is pretty close to the other side of the DAL campus) get them to fill out the form, go back to the FYP office, get them to fill out and sign the other form, and then go back to Student Services to give them the form so that I can get the accomodations I am intitled to by law. This is definately one of those moments where I want to kill bureaucracy. (I know that it's not a living being, but still.) Way to think buddies. Lets make it harder for people who have a hard time learning the way other people do to have the right accomdations for their education. Because that makes so much sense.

Forms suck.

On the upside though, when I got back to King's I ended up tossing a Rugby Ball around with Jennalee and Jackie along with some other random people who came and went. It was good, even though I'm sure that my form with the Rugby ball is truely bad. I was fairly good at catching it though, but that probably has something to do with nine years of Hockey goaltending.

I have all of Purgatory to read for tomorrow, which will hopefully get done by Monday. Thankfully Dante is actually a fairly good read. And I really like our lecturer, which is a good thing, because we have six (that's right, SIX) lectures on Dante. It's insane. But I should've already figured that out. I do go to King's.