I’ve really got nothing interesting to say. Things are no different now then they were a few months ago. I’m really quite detached. I got into work today and was half way through teaching a class before reality stuck and I knew where I was.
Sitting at home by myself on a Friday night. Not a lot of fun. Don’t want to go out by myself though.
I remember why I dropped out of college the other day, as I have been trying to submit an application for admission into the U of U.
*sigh* It makes me throw up a little in my mouth thinking of Community College.
Now don’t get me wrong, I was lazy. That’s most of the reason for my failure there. I had a free ride. It wasn’t my money so I didn’t take it seriously. But the hell I endured trying to work out said financial aid is so awful of an experience for me, that I didn’t remember it until yesterday when I went to pick up my transcripts. I nearly cried. Back then I’d fill out mountains of paperwork only to wait in line at the Student Center for hours. That’s right HOURS. I timed it at 80 minutes once. No matter how many times I went, I was missing a form, or an ID, or something. I went through that for three semesters of poor help, bad professors, good professors with accents so heavy I couldn’t follow them, dean’s who didn’t give a fuck when I reported bad professors. Etc. etc.
One of my physics professors at SLCC once said…And I quote (I remember this vividly.) “You always have the same mass so you would weight the same amount on the Moon as you do the Earth.”
Now, past the fact that he was clearly a little off. I think it was just an honest slip of tongue. I say dumb things too sometimes in my class. But, when I piped up to clarify and correct him. He flew off the handle.
*sigh* School. I love to learn. Sometimes I hate being ‘taught’. I’ll tell you, SLCC did way more to keep me out of school then they did to encourage me to continue giving them money.