I have been informed that several deans, counselors, advisors, and administrators met yesterday to debate whether or not night students were required to take the Physical Education requirement if they were getting an Associate's degree with no plans to go on to a four year college. I was the test case. Linda, my champion at the Transfer Center, said it was quite a scene. To my very great delight they decided there had been no general consensus on the definition of night student, each department was handling the requirement differently, and I should not be penalized for having been given wrong information. Also, they plan to make it really, really clear to all the faculty that from now on any WHCC student must take at least sixty percent of their classes at night in order to bypass the P.E. requirement. Otherwise, A.A. or B.A., there's no getting out of it, even if the student is a persistent, articulate gadfly named Lucy.
Permit me to say WAHOO!
There is still the minor question of whether the Language Arts crowd are going to award me the missing English/Writing credit, but I consider that academic, ahahaha. I am perfectly sure that will happen. Once I get their approval I can apply to graduate this year. Which means ... well, everything, doesn't it? I get the long-desired degree in Music. I get to say I finished college. I can no longer use the lack of a degree as an indicator of my intellectual inferiority; on the contrary, I will have proof that I'm both smart and intensely determined. Heck, not only did I pass Algebra but I bent multiple deans and faculty to my will! Best of all, I get to stop going to night school. I can just come home after work. I don't have to bother with things that don't interest me. I will have time for interesting, artsy projects. I can ... oh, what's that thing, you know, that thing everyone else does?
Relax. I can relax.
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