College vs. Anton Beza: The Eternal Struggle
Well, I'm a genius.
It only took me like three months, on the second to last day of class to discover that I don't have to park a mile from the campus. In fact, free parking goes into effect at 5, just about the time I get to school.
So next week I can park on campus. One time. Lucky me.
Speaking of campus, let us chat about my school.
Before I was accepted, the first day I came to school, I saw a kid outside, by himself, giggling and chasing a squirrel. I don't think he realized that I was watching him terrorize the wildlife, but at the same time, he was so content, the cognizance of my presence probably wouldn't slow him down. This was my one warning.
Later, I found out I got in. So I went to the orientation against my better judgment. Orientations are dumb. You just walk around and listen to (most likely) made up facts for about three hours.
Well this orientation was much different. First of all, I got my acceptance letter pretty late. So I signed up for the orientation late. Then when I got to the orientation, they didn't have a name tag for me. Everyone treated me like it was my fault. So I got a hand drawn name tag to set me apart from everyone else. After that, I went into a fancy auditorium.
After some speech, they decided to break us up by program and take us on tours. Keep in mind that I got accepted into the Human COMPUTER Interaction program. Keyword: Computer. So they started to split us up by field. Logically, I went with the Computer Science tour guide. The tour took us all over the campus where we learned a myriad of unbelievable facts. We also learned that someone had committed suicide on the campus the day before. That wasn't part of the planned tour, but one of the tourists asked about it, and the guide divulged. When the tour was over, they took us up to the Computer Science Department for lunch.
When we got into the Comp Sci offices we were greeted by the secretary. She looked at our name tags and matched them up with her list. Then she got to my handwritten, stand-apart name tag. She didn't even bother to check her list. She looked me in the eye and said, "I don't know you".
This was quite a confusing response as I was sure that she didn't know any of us. This was our first time there, it was orientation after all. She stayed staring at me like that for a few more seconds. "I was accepted late," I said, trying to break the silence. Without explaining or reassuring, she said, "Come with me." I followed her into another office where she picked up a phone and started calling someone.
Meanwhile, I'm standing there just outside the office with the rest of the people in the Comp Sci program. All of a sudden, this kid starts speaking to me in Russian. I assume he asked if I speak Russian, in Russian, which to me seems like an odd way to discover my language capabilities. I said I didn't know what he was saying. At about that time the secretary came back to save me from my peers. "You're in the wrong group," she said. "You should have went with the Communications tour."
Excuse me for thinking that Human COMPUTER Interaction would have something to do with COMPUTERS like it does at the other schools I applied to.
So she had some guy take me over to the Communications Department. The people there were great and a lot less socially non-functional as the Comp Sci people.
School was going pretty well after that, until I got the bill. I was told it would cost me around $6,000 a semester. This was good cause I had around $6,000 at the time. But, when the bill came it said I had $8,000 due in two weeks.
Two weeks is a really short time to get a loan. I didn't know what sick joke they were playing. I started asking a bunch of questions and finally, after getting a loan and accepting the fact that I'd have to pay an unjust late fee I found out that the bill was fake.
Yes fake. Guess when I found this out? The day the bill was due. Turns out the computer had a HAL moment and decided to send me a fake bill in the mail. In fact, they weren't even sending the REAL bills out for another week.
Most recently, I discovered I had a medical hold when I went to sign up for classes. I found out they needed a physical from me. I never got anything in the mail, and I'd already been at the school for two whole semesters without a hold and without a physical.
So I got that taken care of just in time to incur a late fee.
I'm in class now and it's going to start in a few minutes.
So what was Anton Beza doing today? Reminiscing great college moments.
It only took me like three months, on the second to last day of class to discover that I don't have to park a mile from the campus. In fact, free parking goes into effect at 5, just about the time I get to school.
So next week I can park on campus. One time. Lucky me.
Speaking of campus, let us chat about my school.
Before I was accepted, the first day I came to school, I saw a kid outside, by himself, giggling and chasing a squirrel. I don't think he realized that I was watching him terrorize the wildlife, but at the same time, he was so content, the cognizance of my presence probably wouldn't slow him down. This was my one warning.
Later, I found out I got in. So I went to the orientation against my better judgment. Orientations are dumb. You just walk around and listen to (most likely) made up facts for about three hours.
Well this orientation was much different. First of all, I got my acceptance letter pretty late. So I signed up for the orientation late. Then when I got to the orientation, they didn't have a name tag for me. Everyone treated me like it was my fault. So I got a hand drawn name tag to set me apart from everyone else. After that, I went into a fancy auditorium.
After some speech, they decided to break us up by program and take us on tours. Keep in mind that I got accepted into the Human COMPUTER Interaction program. Keyword: Computer. So they started to split us up by field. Logically, I went with the Computer Science tour guide. The tour took us all over the campus where we learned a myriad of unbelievable facts. We also learned that someone had committed suicide on the campus the day before. That wasn't part of the planned tour, but one of the tourists asked about it, and the guide divulged. When the tour was over, they took us up to the Computer Science Department for lunch.
When we got into the Comp Sci offices we were greeted by the secretary. She looked at our name tags and matched them up with her list. Then she got to my handwritten, stand-apart name tag. She didn't even bother to check her list. She looked me in the eye and said, "I don't know you".
This was quite a confusing response as I was sure that she didn't know any of us. This was our first time there, it was orientation after all. She stayed staring at me like that for a few more seconds. "I was accepted late," I said, trying to break the silence. Without explaining or reassuring, she said, "Come with me." I followed her into another office where she picked up a phone and started calling someone.
Meanwhile, I'm standing there just outside the office with the rest of the people in the Comp Sci program. All of a sudden, this kid starts speaking to me in Russian. I assume he asked if I speak Russian, in Russian, which to me seems like an odd way to discover my language capabilities. I said I didn't know what he was saying. At about that time the secretary came back to save me from my peers. "You're in the wrong group," she said. "You should have went with the Communications tour."
Excuse me for thinking that Human COMPUTER Interaction would have something to do with COMPUTERS like it does at the other schools I applied to.
So she had some guy take me over to the Communications Department. The people there were great and a lot less socially non-functional as the Comp Sci people.
School was going pretty well after that, until I got the bill. I was told it would cost me around $6,000 a semester. This was good cause I had around $6,000 at the time. But, when the bill came it said I had $8,000 due in two weeks.
Two weeks is a really short time to get a loan. I didn't know what sick joke they were playing. I started asking a bunch of questions and finally, after getting a loan and accepting the fact that I'd have to pay an unjust late fee I found out that the bill was fake.
Yes fake. Guess when I found this out? The day the bill was due. Turns out the computer had a HAL moment and decided to send me a fake bill in the mail. In fact, they weren't even sending the REAL bills out for another week.
Most recently, I discovered I had a medical hold when I went to sign up for classes. I found out they needed a physical from me. I never got anything in the mail, and I'd already been at the school for two whole semesters without a hold and without a physical.
So I got that taken care of just in time to incur a late fee.
I'm in class now and it's going to start in a few minutes.
So what was Anton Beza doing today? Reminiscing great college moments.
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