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Once upon a time in a house far far away...
COLLEGE WARS
RETURN OF THE DEADBEAT
The Deadbeat has returned to
his home background of college in
an attempt to rescue his
future life from the
clutches of the vile problem
Academic Probation
New days mean new promises...
I spent an hour looking through brochures. Like the human lemming I am, I am planning to return to a proper university to finish my education and make it through my life again. If it wasn't for Community College, I would still be sulking from my crap experience in Tulane. Ugh, Tulane... if I didn't have to keep hearing that name from various people, I probably would have gained a specific phobia from that place.
Gad... I hate the things I saw there. The decadence, the spoiled children, the people looking at me like I was some sort of capital and nothing more, the professors that I never could get approval from... if I learned anything from that place, it was humility. ...and that for such an esteemed place, it was full of something else and it wasn't merit.
Community college has granted me a new chance though... I'm glad to have that chance and to find that I actually am more than just some number again. But it's only 2 years, and those 2 years are soon done.
I've got a lot of transfer forms to fill out though... and I think I've got a lot more work to do as well. Even more interesting, transfer applications cost 3 times as much as a normal undergrad application. A scary thought indeed. Just as long as it lets me commute or get a single occupancy room, I can be happy. It's part of my nature to be able to understand things more when I'm in my own little hole of shadows to work.
Most ironic of this though is that I can go to so many colleges now that I couldn't before when I left high school. I just find that hilarious since I never thought of being able to make Columbia, but this time it seems like more than just a "reach" school... I think I might actually make it, and that's what I find so interesting. I doubt I'll be able to spend time doing things like typing into my journal like this if I do join it though. Still, it sounds promising.
I've suffered quite a bit... it's time to get past the pains and prove myself again.
COLLEGE WARS
RETURN OF THE DEADBEAT
The Deadbeat has returned to
his home background of college in
an attempt to rescue his
future life from the
clutches of the vile problem
Academic Probation
New days mean new promises...
I spent an hour looking through brochures. Like the human lemming I am, I am planning to return to a proper university to finish my education and make it through my life again. If it wasn't for Community College, I would still be sulking from my crap experience in Tulane. Ugh, Tulane... if I didn't have to keep hearing that name from various people, I probably would have gained a specific phobia from that place.
Gad... I hate the things I saw there. The decadence, the spoiled children, the people looking at me like I was some sort of capital and nothing more, the professors that I never could get approval from... if I learned anything from that place, it was humility. ...and that for such an esteemed place, it was full of something else and it wasn't merit.
Community college has granted me a new chance though... I'm glad to have that chance and to find that I actually am more than just some number again. But it's only 2 years, and those 2 years are soon done.
I've got a lot of transfer forms to fill out though... and I think I've got a lot more work to do as well. Even more interesting, transfer applications cost 3 times as much as a normal undergrad application. A scary thought indeed. Just as long as it lets me commute or get a single occupancy room, I can be happy. It's part of my nature to be able to understand things more when I'm in my own little hole of shadows to work.
Most ironic of this though is that I can go to so many colleges now that I couldn't before when I left high school. I just find that hilarious since I never thought of being able to make Columbia, but this time it seems like more than just a "reach" school... I think I might actually make it, and that's what I find so interesting. I doubt I'll be able to spend time doing things like typing into my journal like this if I do join it though. Still, it sounds promising.
I've suffered quite a bit... it's time to get past the pains and prove myself again.
