That dog is a monster

Mood: sleepy  Music: Stars - Kylie Minogue  Reading: Stuff for school

My sister’s dog Coco barks at everything. He’s a Min Pin and a handful and a half! So every time he starts barking, I sing “Monster” about him, changing the lyrics to fit him. Instead of “he ate my heart,” I usually make something up “he barks too much” or “he needs to be fed” to the beat of the song. We do that a lot in my family, sing a song and freestyle some new lyrics. One time we went walking on the Strip with the brothers and “In the Club” by 50 Cent was hot. We were jamming out to it on the way there, and for some reason, my little brother started freestyling over the beat about how we were hanging out since we hardly get together like that. We’re crazy like that, lol.

I also decided I know what I’m gonna get tattooed on my back… finally. It’s a couple of lines from “Hymn of Beauty” by Charles Baudelaire:

De Satan ou de Dieu, qu’importe?
Ange or Sirène, qu’importe?

Translated it means “Devil or God, who cares? Angel or siren, who cares?” The whole poem is so cool. I read it in World Lit II this semester. When I read the poem, all I could think about is how it would look on my body. Of course, my first tat would be of words, even if they’re in a foreign language that I have a love/hate relationship with. lol.

Need to decide on the typeface now. Nothing too masculine but nothing too feminine. I will probably include a cherry blossom, or a treble clef or something in there.

Speaking of school, this morning, when I came back from break in my Women & Lit class, my prof/advisor flagged me down and proceeded to freak me out. At first, I was like, “oh no…” but then she told me that she had messed up with my degree audit.

I took it all in stride. I’m pretty easygoing. It’s very hard to get me riled up about things. I think that’s my water nature. I think she was kinda shocked that I wasn’t ranting and raging against the machine, lol. But everything has a solution. You have to be patient and find it.

Turns out the 2009 catalog I switched to is requiring 3 more classes to sort of replace the lack of foreign language requirement that was in previous catalogs. I took French up until the 3rd year in Modesto, so that tells you how long ago I took it! Of course, they don’t offer French at my school. Never have, don’t think they will, especially with the way the budget is looking. However, if I switch back to the 2006 catalog, all the classes I’m taking right now will count, and then all I’ll have to worry about is taking French 4.

Right now, the logical thing is to switch back to the 2006 catalog and do battle with the registrar and the department heads to either a) replace French 4 with an equivalent English class at my school, or b) take French 4 at CSN and be done with it.

I am hoping for A.

Every time I sign up for French 4, I can’t fit it into my schedule or they cancel the class. My advisor said it was probably because of budget cuts that they canceled my last one. Hopefully that will be enough of a push to let the powers that be let me go with option A. The budget shortfall is weighing so heavily on our minds. Jobs, classes, livelihoods, and even if they’re going to keep my school open are on the line. So I hope that will be enough of a sob story to let me to do it, which is a terrible way to put it. I mean, everyone else who uses the 2006 catalog has pretty much graduated. I don’t want to manipulate my way out of taking a class but who’s to say we’ll even be a school next fall? ((((((

I don’t mind B, I just don’t care for that as an option lol.

And truthfully, I just want the formality of walking across the stage. My friends and family are coming down to visit that weekend, and I want them to be there for that. My sister did that: walked but didn’t get her physical degree until almost a year later. And shoot, it’s only 1 class. Right? Well, hopefully they see it our way lol.

I had a random dream last night. I think it might do well as a short story. A girl goes back in time to rescue her best friend. Yeah, that’s vague but it was really good in my dream. And you know how I dream like I’m watching a movie.

?: “What’s your favorite poem?“