It's all over?

Well that's what everyone's saying anyway, and what about? What else, the Harry Potter Franchise. As anyone who hasn't been living under a rock knows the final film in the series came out at midnight last weeks, and fans flocked to the movie theaters. This I expected it is after all a wildly successful series. What confuses me to no end is people saying that its just now all over, because as I remember the Deathly Hallows came out four years ago.

No not this.

THIS.

Remember these? They are called books. You know, what the movies were based off of. And honestly to say that the series ends with the movies I think cheapens the books, and the wonderful effect they had on the people of my generation. It got kids to read, for once the lines outside of Barns and Noble rivaled the lines outside a movie theater, and that made the book nerd in me proud. Now I'm just sad to see the magic has really died.

Now don't get me wrong I enjoyed the movies. I think the casing peopled did an extraordinary job of finding cast members that embodied the characters, especially the main trio.

Just look at them.

The movies did a really good job staying true to the books, as much as possible anyway. 

Were not talking about this one.

But saying that the series is just now over is kind of ridiculous. Or, even worse, the people who are saying "ohh I can't wait to see what happens!" Wrong. If you really couldn't wait you would pick up a book and read. 

A Sad Update

First off I would like of apologize for the lack of a Tuesday post, my grandmother passed away early Saturday morning and I've spent the last week with funeral and wake things and dealing with the family. 

There is something they don't tell you about wakes when your the one going though the line to shake everyone's hand and to pay your last respects to the deceased party. If your part of the family you stay there for four hours, and it may possibly be the most boring time of your life.  

Now my family is pretty big, mother is one of seven and including myself there are 12 cousins and while we could have all stood in the handshake line and looked ridiculous it was decided that only the kids would have to do that, the other 12 of us just had to sit down and look impressive. No one talks to you besides the occasional distant relative who you haven't seen since you were 2 and who feel the need to tell you about that at great length. 

The typical conversation goes like this:

anonymous cousin person: Oh my god I haven't seen you since you were this small ( wile making baby motions)

me:oh uh that's nice?

ACP: do you remember me at all I'm (insert random relation here)

me: oh yeah sure (smiling and nodding along)

ACP: oh good well sorry for you loss take care.

Brother: Who the hell was that?

Me: No fricken clue. 

Repeat x20

But really I'm just glad this week is over, time to get back to life.

Victory is Mine!

When I first started working at Panera bread I was a healthy 112 pounds (on average) Now in typical girl mode I wasn't happy with this, in my mind I could have stood to loose another 5lbs before I would be really happy with the way I looked (for all you concerned citizens out there I stand at a whopping 5'2") That was a year ago. 

Then came Panera. Now I'm not saying it was the job itself that caused me to gain a good 10-15 pounds within the first few months. I'm saying it was my inner fat ass near all those delicious cookies and double fudge brownies for 30+ hours a week that may have been a big factor.

say no to this, I dare you.

Then I got my celiac test which confirmed that I am a certified glu-tard me and bread are no longer on good terms. On the bright side I started getting better and I wasn't rejecting any of my meals *yay* on the down side I had to change my eating habits to a normal person, you know now that I can eat half the amount of food for the same amount of nutrients. 

Nom Nom Nom

Predictable I gained a bit of weight. Also predictably I did not sit very well with me, I've always been small and am determined to stay that way, but healthily. I made a promise to myself that I would be back to my former weight by my cousins wedding at the end of July. And for super awesome bonus point to my ideal weight by my friend's wedding in mid August. So after months at the gym and forgoing sweets for chicken ceasar salad has finally paid off and I'm only one pound away from my goal weight. 

So screw you excess weight I shall kick your ass down the stairs and out the door, because damn it I will not be the girl at my friends wedding that got fat after high school. 

So has anyone else had any issues with their weight after graduating or starting a new job? How did you get over it? Any tips for me in the home stretch? 

Transfer Adventrues.

So this story needs a little background information. Let us flash back to two and ½ years ago. I was just starting to get some acceptance letters from colleges, and the one I was waiting for with the most hope in my heart was from The University of Connecticut. No you fools not for the sports teams and gratuitous amount of campus sponsored parties, the Anthropology program. Even back then I was a geek. So I do get my acceptance letter and jump around like an idiot squealing about my giant envelope. As as you can expect at the end of the summer I was packed and ready for the two hour car ride to my new school. My happiness at being at UConn lasted maybe 30 hours before I realized... that I had made a enormous mistake, I had landed myself in a huge drunken mess of people whom I had nothing in common with.

Do Not Want.

 But alas I was enrolled and had to go though my first semester while trying to find a school that would take me with no letters of recommendation ( my high school failed to a) give me a copy or b) keep them on file)

Because fuck you, that's why.

As a result by the end of the semester I was enrolled at my local community college (Which in retrospect wasn’t nearly as bad as I’d thought It would be.) As expected I spent a few semesters there, simply because I had no desire to go through another transfer anytime soon. But anyhoosil back to the original point of this post, this past spring I finally finished all the credits  available to me at the community college and had to start my transfer to UNH Manchester Campus.

Lets start this paperwork early.

Somethings they will never tell you about transferring colleges that I found out the hard way:

No matter what they tell you initially some of your credits will simply not transfer, be reduced, disappear entirely, or be absolutely useless towards your major.

Transferring from MCC to UNH I lost around a full semesters worth of work in just useless credits that were supposed to be useful. To top it off the ones that did transfer were only 3 credit classes while all of UNH’s credits are four credits each, the end result I will be taking a lot of extra classes in the next summer and winter breaks to catch up.

No not my psychology credits!

Transferring even between schools like MCC and UNH that have an easy transfer offers ( as both are state schools in the same area) will require a LOT of paperwork and just as much trouble to get your transcripts in and letters of recommendation to be accepted.

Sometimes you will be bumped down from the BA program to the AA program just by the virtue of not taking a class for a requirement only offered at your new school. For example at UNH there is a discovery requirement that you need to have taken to be a part of the BA program unfortunately the only classes you can take to satisfy that requirement are offered at UNH so if your a transfer student your pretty much doomed to be an AA student for at least one semester, or until you satisfy that requirement.

I call it a "discovery credit"

On the bright side once you figure that crap out hopefully end up in a better fit for you than your previous school and it all seems worth it. (at least I’m hoping that what happens for me) In any case I better do well this semester, me and the boy have a bet that I really don't want to loose riding on my GPA this semester.