Registration

It's Registration Day!
Yup, it's that time of year again. Time to stand in line, get atrocious pictures taken, stand in line, turn in forms, stand in line, get your schedule looked at, stand in line, and get your computer. So exciting! Here's a brief look at some of the higher points of Logan's Registration Day:

Pictures
You don't want them, your friends don't want them, but your parents need something to give all those relatives you never see so they can put them up on their fridge with the hundred other pictures of distant grandchildren/nieces/nephews/who even knows. This is the place everybody swears that next year they'll do something goofy, but every year, when the moment comes and the cameraman tells you to smile nice, you chicken out like it's fucking KFC.

Schedules
Why they even bother to try to make everyone a schedule I don't know. Somehow every Tom, Dick, and Sally always end up needing their schedule changed, hence the great Period of Waiting. If you've ever read anything about Purgatory, it's something like that, only with longer lines and half the time they can't do anything to fix your horribly mangled schedule anyway. The Period of Waiting is the only exception to the hazing ban the activities department has enacted, as no aspiring student can progress to the next grade level without proving their valor and worthiness during this time of trial.

Laptops
Hooray, you can look at naughty videos and surf amazon for a new vape pen again!