People enter in information wrong

**DJ Ms. White** · 05-04-10, 11:27 AM

So, last fall I had to drop out of school to get treated for depression and schizophrenia (didn't know about taking medical leave). In February, I reapplied for admission in the fall of this year. The first time I applied, it literally took all of 2 weeks for a reply. Now, it's going on 3 months, and I just found out the reason is that somebody keyed in my quarter for readmission as Fall of 2005... :5

Currently waiting for the head of admissions to get out of a meeting and call me back...

**Cojiro** · 05-04-10, 02:12 PM

Originally Posted by Mr. White

Fall of 2005... :5

dude. your late to class

**BigHub** · 05-04-10, 02:15 PM

^

**Imisnew2** · 05-04-10, 02:16 PM

Originally Posted by Cojiro

Originally Posted by Mr. White

Fall of 2005... :5

dude. your late to class

You should talk to Bunni, he knows some things about time travel:
Bunni Administrator (Date Registered) 1969-12-31

**Graverunner** · 05-04-10, 11:39 PM

your attendance was so bad you dropped out before you even got in. That's impressive.

**DJ Ms. White** · 05-05-10, 02:42 PM

I'm sorted out and accepted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!
:10 :10 :10 :10 :10 :10 :10 :10

**Alundil** · 05-05-10, 02:44 PM

so you graduate last year?

**DJ Ms. White** · 05-05-10, 03:10 PM

No, my first 2 years I 4-pointed every class. Then my depression came back with a vengeance. I stayed in my room most of the time being badgered and bullied by my voices or listening to music/playing games to drown the voices out. I still have 2 more years as a result, but I'm going to be 4 pointing those two years and getting a math degree in addition to my physics one.

Depression is like a jail sentence, really. Going out, socializing, taking care of yourself, taking care of priorities, they become impossible more and more as depression strangles you. I would game/listen to music far more than I should have since I could get away from the voices, which were very mean. The time not spent doing that was time spent in my bed crying for hours on end being tormented.

Getting treated finally after eight years was like being set free from jail. My desire to learn is back. I actually have free time. I can actually control the amount of time I game and listen to music (music used to be like heroin to me; I always needed more and more of it spending way too much time and money getting my hands on it).

Mr. White is back with a vengeance. It's straight to a doctorate or two from here.