Althought many of you don't know what that mean, I should be starting CEGEP in just a few weeks. CEGEP stands for College d'Enseignement General ET Professionel. Or, in another language, General and Professional Teaching College. That's two years between high school and college, wich basically mean I get a year less of High school (No senior year) and one less year of college in the Province of Québec. or credited courses elsewhere.

Anyway, everything seemed to be going well. I was signed up for Natural Sciences, wich is the program peoples who are aiming for sciences take. I'm not sure what I want to do in life, I intended to apply for the Coast Guard next year, then, when I'd have gotten turned down, go in biochemestry or something in those lines. Or Computer Science. Whatever.

Notice the past time and the (Should be) italized should? Yea, well, last Monday, I learned that I had flunked the retry exam for Math 536. AKA, prerequisite course.

It amaze me how I can manage to get 41% on an exam, and 37% when I try it again. Well, with different questions. Anyhow.

So now, I can't get in Natural Sciences. So I call the API, AKA the person in charge of me at the CEGEP. (Enough accronym in a sentence, right?) First of, she used formal form with me, wich I didn't mind at all. Quite to the contrary. But she used my first name. First name and formal form? Nope. Sorry. Doesn't work.

But I can live with that. And I can live with her explaining me how to find a fax machine. (You can go to a drugstore, or a library, or... - I could also turn to my left and use that one, or even walk the two blocks to the CEGEP, miss. - Ah... Uh, ok). But that was before I told her I had flunked. Then she started treating me like a retard. Wich I did *not* appreciate. I'm not a retard. Or so I like to believe.

Bottom line, she's going to have my schedule destroyed (She said that with something that I'd describe as sadistical pleasure, wich I didn't like much either) and I have to show up monday at 9 AM, room 2.911 (Yea, I know, the number's somewhat ironic, that's why I'm posting it) so I can go through (Another) orientation session, and then they'll tell us (The peoples who lack a prerequisite) where there's still room. And we,ll build our schedules on the spot.

Now, the lady kinda seemed insistant that I take Accueil et intégration, wich roughly translate to 'Welcoming and integration'.

It's the program retards take. That's how it's commonly known. Basically, I'd have french, philosophy, Math 536, Phys. Ed, and an optionnal class. That's like 10 hours of class.

My plan is to switch to Social Sciences (Sciences humaines, whatever), and just live happily with it. If I end up in A&I... Well, ok, I could start sciences in January, but I'd never be able to go out in public again without my paper bag. So I'd just take teh semester off and work somewhere.

Now, I haven't even started about wether I'd still be exempted from english class or not...

Anyway. I know most of you (Read, none) don't give much of a duck anyway. But I needed to express it wholy somewhere. Get it off my chest.

Ever felt that you don't have a clue of where you're heading, but you've gotta take a decision in two days? And that that decision's gonna orient your life a good bit?

Anyway. It's not fun.

Eti "Mommy!" enne