Well kids... I'm really starting to think there's more work and torture just getting INTO grad school, than the actual school work itself.
I had a meeting with an advisor at my Alma Mater today regarding my un-exceptional grades during my undergrad years. We discussed a few options about taking some accounting and finance classes this spring and summer and retaking that regretful CSS 205 Soils class that I failed in the summer of 2005. Funny how when you "forget" to drop a class, they fail you. Sonofabitch!
Nevertheless, I'm hoping to get some grades up, and *fingers crossed* get an absolutely mind-blowing score on my GMAT to enter the one-year MBA program at Oregon State. We'll see... this could cost me a whole lot of money just to get turned down. You live and you learn, right?!? Wish me luck!
On a different note... yesterday I finally popped in this DVD that I had netflix'd:
and OH DOGGY! Am I sore today! But a good sore. Like... sore in all the spots you want to be sore (butt, thighs and arms). She's a little cheesy, as all DVD exercise instructors are, but I liked it. I'm going to try it for a week, and maybe get a different Yoga DVD. Or something.
Well I'm off to Schwab's to get my tires rotated, so that should be 3 hours of my life I'll never get back, forcibly watching Fox News, whilst eating stale popcorn in the waiting room. WHOOOO!