You get the e-mail from your advisor, who you’ve spent probably 15 minutes with total, telling you that it’s time to swing by their office hours to talk about next semester classes.
You go on Agora to see what time your registration is, desperately hoping it’s on the first day at some ungodly morning hour,
And then are seriously disappointed when you find out that you have 4:00 on the last possible day.
You get texts from your group chat asking what time everyone’s registration is and you of course have one friend who got the PERFECT time. She is also oblivious that everyone else is slowly but surely losing hope of taking any of the classes they want.
You begin to consider all the options as to how you can improve your pick-time (and have terrible flashbacks to housing).
Finally, you come to terms with the fact that you’re stuck with this awful pick time, and begin to look at available courses
You pick out all of the ideal classes, plus several back-ups in the all too likely case that every class will be full
Finally, the day has come to register. You pull up UIS and are immediately confused by its prehistoric appearance.
You wait until the clock hits exactly 4:00 and begin entering your classes, only to find that every single one is closed.
After 20 minutes, you’ve filled every slot with classes that you have zero desire to take
But hey, there’s always the drop/add period
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