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Meg's education is pastede_on_yay!

Consider me reinstated. :) Which means that I just need to reimburse my mom, get through my classes, and figure out how to negiotiate all the sides of my family that want to attend graduation.

Everything is happening so *damn* fast.

And the twerp professor felt the need to ask me *why* I got my class schedule purged. So I lied like a mug. In fact, I lied to everyone who asked. Because it's really nobody's business.

For those who are curious but *won't* ask: My father said he would pay tuition. Kept saying he would. Never did. UNF doesn't accept an IOU from your father as payment. Although, it's partly my fault. I should know better than to a) trust my father and b) leave anything important to my father. I should've kept on him.

Anyway.

Also? I wanna be a department chair when I grow up so I can just go to meetings and eat hour and a half lunches. When someone comes at 12:30 to get your signature and comes again at 2:00 and you're *still* at lunch, you *suck*.