| Sorry to hear it CK. Unfortunately that seems like the typical "college experience". I received a call at work one Autumn day, and I knew something was wrong because no one had ever tried to reach me at work before... It turned out to be my college financial adviser. "Why aren't you in school" she said. "Because I'm not scheduled to start for another few months" I said. "That's not what your paperwork says... If you're not here by tomorrow you'll loose your financial plan and I doubt that you'll be able to attend anytime soon" she said. The next day I left state for college. Upon arriving at the school I was confronted by my financial advisor... "Are you Marc?" she said. "Yes" I said. "I'm sorry to inform you that we misplaced your housing arrangements..." "..." I responded. When they finally set me up in a dorm room I was promised that my housing plan covered me until my return from Xmas break, at which point they would help me find housing elsewhere. Instead, I received a letter in November saying that my plan was expiring in mid December and that I had better find a place to live before Xmas break... Their idea of helping me find employment was to hand me a map to two bars... The school tried to double-dip me on payments several times... I was on the honor roll every quarter I attended, yet the school tried to flunk me three times (due to their own paperwork errors). Whenever I tried to get these problems fixed I was treated as a child and a liar... I lost two letter grades on a final because our teacher wanted us to complete it on equipment that the school no longer had (unbeknownst to him). Everyone else in the class had access to a work around solution except me, so the teacher just wrote me off as a slacker since no one else bothered to inform him that the school did in fact get rid of said equipment several quarters prior. Oh, and one of my roommates started out really nice but then turned out to be a drug addicted psychopath who suffered from delusions and severe anxiety breakdowns. And don't even get me started on the city itself... Robbed at gunpoint, harassed (more than once) by the police, perpetually drunk neighbor, a car landing in the middle of the path I would routinely take to reach the bus, a city proud of it's horrible slang words, triangle shaped city blocks, people going outside to watch a tornado, a fish... a whole fish... laying there, by itself, in the middle of the neighbor sidewalk for no logical reason whatsoever... draining your last ounces of sanity... so so SOOOO MUCH STUPIDITY! And yet, part of me misses it... because most of the teachers were awesome, I made more friends there than I ever had in my entire life, and I learned a great deal. Last edited by Riptide; 03-24-2006 at 10:34 PM. |