This has been a good week! I’ve been awfully busy reviewing for my Human Resources Exam (yes, reviewing, not reading for the first time :D) and I’ve actually been busier at work too! This is good stuff. Maybe my co-workers are used to me being around, so it “clicks” to them to ask me for help.

There is nothing to take in the Spring Term. Waterloo is retarded, so is the School of Planning for giving us four electives this term. They make an academic term with nothing to to take within Planning. GIS is only only required class next term. So I gotta find myself 4 electives :S. This is not an easy task— knowing how undecisive I am and all the classes seem to be on Tuesday-Thursday, which makes scheduling mindboggling. We’ll see what happens.

I’ve acutally been busy this week! As you can see through my nonblogness. This is great, keep the busy-ness coming! YAY. Anyways, the School of Planning is looking for a new Transportation Planner prof (and I get to be part of the hiring process! (I feel so special! Tho extent of my influence is understandably questionable) Nevertheless, its cool— I get to be the interviewer instead of the interviewee! WEE! I could tell how nervous one of them was— all these “important people” like the dean and these quiet profs asking very intimidating questions. It was like my job interviews (but a lot worse, as there’s a multitude of scary people, I felt for him. So I put up my hand and discussed how I agree with his points. :S To make the situation more bareable and comfortable. I didn’t really do the trick, but I tried.

I’ve also been scheduling for future Planning course offerings. Planners: If you intend to do specializations, let me know what classes you want, and maybe I can help you guys out to get it all done. Coop students, tho, apparently do not get priority to fulfill specialization requirements. So let me know.

Oh my gawd, something horrible happened to me this morning. Well, first of all, I get a ride from my roommate Jeff to work every morning as he has 8:30 classes everyone (I know, crazy). Anyways, he parks at Lot R, right next to FedHall. For those who know how I am in the morning, not very conscious and moody. So what happened was that because I was tired, I was not very quick to react. I walk towards Burt Matthews Hall Parking Lot, and I entered through the Parking Entrance gates— you know the infamous bars that go up and down. Me being retarded, didn’t realize that the bar was about to go down. The bar goes down just as I walked toward it. The bar hits me right at my stomach and it bounces me back as I fall to the hard new ice that we received. Then Jeff laughs his head off. Haha, well I guess it was kinda funny. My housemates are soo gonna hear about this one :S