Absolutely incredulous
So, here’s the issue. I was under the impression that class enrollment just hadn’t happened for anyone yet. Because when enrollment times came out and WebReg said my first pass was on March 7, I just assumed that everyone else’s time was during that week, too. Because what was I supposed to do? Confer with everyone I knew and just figure out that my time was two weeks later than theirs?
Class enrollment was genuinely the furthest possible thing from my mind until today. I woke up this morning to my roommate complaining about how they were dreading their schedule for next quarter. And I was like… “What?” Because… What? And imagine my surprise when they told me their enrollment time was in February. February? Are you fucking kidding me?
Of course I haven’t been checking WebReg this whole time, because I assumed enrollment times hadn’t started yet. So, now I want you to imagine the instant, exponential growth of my surprise when I logged on to see that every single class I wanted to take — every class in my major program, no less — had a waitlist of at least five people. Were they just expecting me to remember when in the quarter class enrollment usually happens? No. They quite literally could not. Every quarter without fail, I go about my life normally with peace and serenity in my heart, until one day I’m jumpscared by an email about it in my inbox, just like everyone else.
And yeah, obviously I’m aware that my enrollment time is usually later than most since my high school didn’t offer AP classes or anything like that. But when I first came here, I thought, “Oh, my lack of college credits probably won’t be an issue because I’ll get them through, you know, college classes.” But as it turns out, I guess you need credits in order to get classes, which you need in order to get credits, so I was immensely, irrevocably cooked before I even got here.
Like, sorry for not having access to the early college credits that all of my peers apparently had access to! My bad, guys! I’ll just take my ass on over to WebReg and deal with comparatively late enrollment times for my entire college career, I guess! Awesome! Cool! Finding out that my enrollment time is even later than normal was the cherry on top of an already perfect and stress-free winter quarter sundae!You bitches cannot say anything to me about how you’re dreading your spring schedule. I’m lucky if I can even enroll in enough random classes to remain a full-time student. So, my roommate says that they’re dreading their schedule? Bitch, I’m taking PSYC 119: Psychology of Tropical Fish.
