Well, it's definitely not April anymore, nor is it May...I forgot how fucking fast times flies anymore now that I get older by the day. Seems like just yesterday I moved into my new room and met the roomie, but oh wait, that was almost a year ago...Well I got fucked if you all want to know, I had good grades, but failed two classes, and according to Purdue's infinite wisdom, that is enough to warrant a scholastic drop. So what does this mean for me? Well if you talk to my advisor, he says that readmission is guaranteed, so for all he knows, I could sit my ass on a beach drinking Coronas all day, and come back to Purdue in the spring. But if you talk to someone dealing with readmission, they'll be the first to tell you "take classes while you're gone". It's like dealing with Rainman "take classes, yeah, definitely take classes". Bunch of damn dopes on a rope if you ask me. Either way you have to hand it to Purdue, no matter what, they'll find a way to fuck you up. They might as well just have everyone bend over their desks in every class, and get fucked up the ass by the professor, then you really know you're getting fucked, and it would probably hurt less.
So besides the bitching, I'm in search of a job, and taking a semester off from Purdue (in protest I might add), and hopefully everything will be back on track in a few months...We'll just see what time can tell, because lately, she's been a bitch...