sad songs and waltzes

i'm going to start with the one positive thing that happened to me today- i ate a burrito for supper. other than that, i am miserable. i feel like i've been fighting back tears all friggin day long.
i went to turn in my "intent to graduate" form today and found out that the liberal arts staff at mtsu have basically screwed me over. big time. my adviser actually apologized for "the possibility that this could ruin your life".
yeah.
not only have they offered classes for next semester that they don't have anyone to teach (because they didn't hire the third professor that they've been promising for two years now), but they have also cut funding for the independent study program. which completely eliminates any chance i have of graduating on time. in addition to that, kelker is still in the process of writing her book about peru. meaning that we only have 1 1/2 professors for the art history program. and 85% of that goes to freaking survey classes so that the graphic design, studio, and art ed majors can graduate on time. so, i may be able to take one or two upper division art history courses a semester. maybe. meaning that i either have to add on an extra semester or summer of '09. if i do summer, then i will be going from undergrad to grad school, in whatever state i end up in, during the same month (and possibly the same WEEK) of august. so i don't know what i'm going to do. i just know that i've wasted a tremendous amount of effort trying to cram in crazy course loads every semester to make up for wasted time on lambuth courses that didn't transfer for no apparent reason, since i'll still be graduating late.
also, gilbert went into heat on my LAP while i was driving her to the park. so i had to leave her in the car and answer the question, "why isn't gilbert playing today?" about a million times.
after you've told the third person that your dog started her period, it gets a little embarrassing. she also peed in her first diaper, tore the maxi pad to shreds all over the apartment, got blood all over the carpet, and ripped her make-shift diaper up so i had to go to walgreens TWICE (bought the wrong size both times. evidentally she's a 9-12 monther.) in about 4 mins to buy baby clothes because pet stores are closed this time of night and listen to the cashier talk about how i look like i'm 13.
now, go back and read that paragraph again, keeping in mind the fact that i despise dog clothes and that the only one i could find to fit is pink with polka dots. my freaking dog is wearing a pink onesi around the apartment. and inside the pinkness, there is a pad. my dog is wearing clothes and sanitary napkins. all at once.
ugh. it makes me want to drive w/out a seatbelt and hope for the worst.
i've spent all day trying to finish my french composition (one page typed...it doesn't sound like much but it really, really was.) i finally finished by i forgot to use the articles from chapter 9, so i have to go back and re-do alot of it.
on top of that, my meeting with troy left me stressed, drained, and incredibly sad for reasons that i don't think i can explain right now. so, today has been bad since...yesterday afternoon. ha.
sorry do dump all this on here, but it's just been a really terrible day. and it's taken me forever to type this, because for some reason, now that i finally know how to conjugate french verbs, i can't manage in english anymore.
sigh.