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Eckie
Stupid college. My high school was suppose to send me a copy of my transcript so I can send it to colleges. I also need my TAAS scores and stuff. My dad was suppose to keep all of that on file but something happened to it. The high school never sent the transcript. I filled out a form and everything to get it sent to me. Oh well I'll just call them on monday and get them to send me it.
Most of the colleges I am applying to have online applications which is cool. But before I can really apply I need those stupid test scores and transcripts. Turns out I don't have to take any extra tests if I can get those stupid TAAS test scores and dates.
This wouldn't be such a hassle if the High School Counsolers had done their jobs when I went to them asking for help then I wouldn't be so confussed. Instead they ignored me and kept putting me off.
Oh well I'm getting it all figured out now. So heres the plan:
1. Get transcipts and TASS Scores
2. Get info on finicial aid
3. Apply To College
4. While doing all of this get job and save for car and school expenses!!
So there it is. Time to take a deep breath and dive in. Wish me luck. I think I know what school I'm going to and what field I'm studying. Behavioral Sciences. Which is psychology and socialology.
Other than all of this college stuff I have been busy helping Blaise with his web site. I thought it was for Web Design Class I was wrong. Its for Art Class. His teacher also teaches web design and is having her art students do a website. I guess because shes out of ideas or trying to get more students in her web design class.
I am having to print out all the information on the schools I'm looking into. This annoys me. Used to you could order a catalog that would come in the mail now its all online and I have to print it all out myself. Oh well. Nothing I can do about it. I'm just going to try and get all my stuff together and read though and then hopefully I can get the ball rolling.
Okay I'm off to get a shower and do some laundry.
I'll catch up on everybody's diaries when I get a moment. So much to do so little time. Many chores to do today...
Old Tears + New Fears = Lolita
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