Saturday, 9 August 2003

Forms, forms, forms...

I don't like filling out forms. Now I just got a whole pile in the mail. One from U o O asking what type of diploma I want (should I get the big one for an extra 70 $?); one from the Ontario Ministry of Tranportation getting me to renew my drivers licence; and one to get me to renew my health card. *sigh* I guess this is what I get for finishing school at the same time (more or less) as I turn the big two-three. I would like to think of this comming year as the prime of my life. Prime. As in prime number. As in 23. hahahahaha... Oh, I am so funny, I was forced to laugh. ;-)

Before anyone comments that "forms are a part of life", I just want to say I know, I know...
Listening to: Philip Glass - Prophecies


4 comments:

  1. hey, at least the school (i'm assuming) still has your correct address. My form had a house I haven't been in in over 4 years on it! (I've filled out that stupid change-of-address form three times already..)

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  2. That's one of the joys of never moving. ;-) This is only the second place I have ever lived (I don't count the 4 months in Montreal). I remember Scott having trouble with filling out his address: he changed it at co-op but not at Tabaret. You'd think that they would just make an online form in infoweb.
    Ah well. Stupid school.

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  3. I just get everything mailed to my dad -- doesn't matter if I move or not.

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  4. that was my plan.. to have everything sent 'home' so that I'd be able to get it regardless of where I was in Ottawa. Unfortunately the home address(es) have both changed... (ah well).
    Yeah, you'd kind of think that the school would have one central place to store information since that would... (oh, I don't know)... make sense?
    (can you spot the logic error in that sentence?)

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