College Hell
July 14, 2008 · Filed under: Personal.
So I switched my major earlier today. The college counselor that met with me was very helpful but strangely nutty. You know when people laugh at something you say but you don’t really believe them because their laugh is either dry or awkward and trails off into a cough or an abrupt silence? Well that’s what she did, and nothing I said was even intended to be funny. I guess after dealing with dipshit after dipshit you start going a little batty.
There are about 45,000 students at the college I go to, and that’s 40,000 too many in my opinion. Everywhere I turn there’s a new crowd, people (usually freshmen) asking me for directions, or a group of six or seven people squeezed together on a bench made for two, all ignoring each other.
When it comes to classes, I particularly enjoy my academic courses. It’s the electives that kill me. Some of my electives are filled with straight-out-of-highschool freshmen who are constantly interrupting the class to say things like:
“EY! MISS! YO WHEN CAN I GO TO DA BATHROOM?”
“Wait, isn’t this HSC4532? OMG I’m in the wrong class!” *loudly shuffles out of the room*
“Miss can you like, explain that one more time cause the first like three times I totally wasn’t getting what you were sayin’?”
“We can just leave the class? Forreal?! You won’t write us up!?”
Geniuses, all of them. Thankfully I only have one more elective to go, the rest of my classes are major-driven and are usually filled with people who, you know, take the college thing seriously. Which reminds me! The best thing about college is the withdrawal program. Usually after a few weeks a good portion of the class has withdrawn after realizing that hey, college is no joke and if I fail this class I lose $80 dollars. Especially if it’s a math class or a science class. That’s all I look forward to in college. The withdrawals and christmas/spring breaks.
Just two more years and I can haul ass and work a little more on Being A Grown Up.