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[sorcyress]

~1400 hours:
Brain: Hey, Kat! Aren't you supposed to register for classes or something today?
Me: OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME WITH A RAKE!!
Brain: *laughs an evil laugh as I start scrambling around to do that*

~1445 hours:
Me: *arrives at advisors office with a guilty smile and a list of classes she might want to take*
Advisor: *is an angel*
Me: *hits register*
LOIS¹: Haha! Not for you bitch, you've got an immunization hold! Go talk to health services!

~1500 hours:
Me: Uh, hi Miss Health Services receptionist. I can't register for classes. Fix?
Receptionist: We have no record of you recieving your Menningitis shot. But if you sign this waiver saying you don't want it, you don't have to get one and we can lift the hold.
Me: Sounds good to me! *begins reading*
Me: Hey...uhm...there's not a chance you guys can shoot me, is there?
Doctor: Sure! Get your butt in here!
Me: Oh! Uhm. Efficiant!
Doctor: *shot*
Receptionist: *e-mails guy to remove hold so I can register*
Me: Ow, deadarm
World: *smiles and sunshine!*

~1530 hours:
Me: *arrives in my room and logs on to LOIS again*
Me: *hits register!*
LOIS: HAHA, BITCH! NO REGISTRATION FOR YOU!
LOIS: 'Cause, you know, you still have that immunization hold.
Me: What?! What, no I don't! I got the shot! My arm hurts! The receptionist e-mailed the guy! Damnitdamnitdamnit!

~1600 hours:
Me: *arrives at the place where the guy is. Finds his office*
Me: Uhm. Can...I register? Please?
Guy: Oh. Sure, why not.
Guy: *lifts hold*
Angelic chorus: *sings*
Me: Thankyousomuch, *runs back to room*

~1610 hours:
Me: *eyes LOIS nervously*
Me: *hits register*
LOIS: Okay!
Me: ...
Me: HALLAFUCKINGLUGHIA!

And that's what my day has been like. I got a shot!

~Sor
MOOP!

ETA 1: LOIS! LOIS is the magical Lesley computer classes and registration and other administrata system. I would know more about it if, during the lecture where they explained it all at orientation, I hadn't been busy drawing a picture of a teenaged Samuel Byck and a baby pterodactyl