Squezze
02-17-2003, 04:12 PM
....that you have the worst luck ever. I'm about to tell you a little story about how I get ****ed around by a certain college I've attended in the past, and was hoping to attend again.
Ok, lets go back, way back to my final days in high school. I graduated in 1998, but my math mark was so ****ty that I went back and did the math course again in 1999. During the year, I applied for a Civil Engineering program at the local college here. But I only finished with a 50. Barely a pass. So I went to summer school to upgrade it so I could get into college. I was worried about my college acceptance, so I asked them what I should do. They said, "It's no problem. Just write a letter to student services explaining your situation and there'll be no problem." So I went to summer school and got a damn good final grade and got ready to start college. Then about a month before I was supposed start, they send me a letter saying that I'm on a waiting list. Now, I was like, "What the **** is going on here? They said, "We never recived any letter.". So I argued but it was no sense, so I just decided to get a job and wait the year out.
A year passes, and finally I'm ready to start college. And everything is good for the first part, until I met a certain woman who blew my mind. I sure as hell wasn't thinking about physics and ohms during my relationship with her, and most times I didn't even go to class. I'd just go over to her place. I'd also developed a nice drug habit during my year on the waiting list, and she had a nice little drug habit herself, so it was a match made in heaven. Half way through the semester I figured there was no way I'd pass some if any of the courses I was doing, so I tried to drop three of them to lighten my workload and just write off the semester. One problem. I was ONE day past the deadline for dropping courses. So, I went to the guidance councelor and he said to write a letter (I should have known better) to the registrar's office and there shouldn't be much problem. So a month or so went by, and I stopped going to the three classes. Three weeks before final exams, they call me down to the office and tell me that I'm not allowed to drop the courses. By this time it's WAY to late to catch up, so I end up with THREE ZEROS on my final report for the semester, dragging down my GPA to 0.24, which is probably the lowest of all time.
Anyways, I managed to get past it and go there for three more semesters before finally deciding to change my major to Recording Arts, something I'm more inclined to. I send in my application and a 91 dollar fee to the college campus that the program is offered, and I figured I'd be going in September. Then I get a notice in the mail saying that I need to pay my 91 dollar fee. I call and say, "I've already paid it.". They say, "We never recieved it.". I look for the money order slip and it's lost somewhere. So I give in and pay them AGAIN another 91 bucks.
Months go by until today, when I decide to call out there to see if everything is Ok, cause I never seem to know with these people, and the receptionist tells me that I have "INCOMPLETE" next to my name. She can't tell me why. All she can tell me is that I'm not on the list for September and not even on the waiting list to get in. AFTER I was told on my last call that I was #9 on the list. She says that she'll get one of the head dudes to call me back, but they never did. I call out there, to SIX different numbers, and get no answer at any of them.
How much more getting ****ed around can I take without totally flipping out? I AM ****ING PISSED.
If this is too long for you to read, then kiss my ass.
AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGHHHHHHHH~~!!!!!!~!!!!
Ok, lets go back, way back to my final days in high school. I graduated in 1998, but my math mark was so ****ty that I went back and did the math course again in 1999. During the year, I applied for a Civil Engineering program at the local college here. But I only finished with a 50. Barely a pass. So I went to summer school to upgrade it so I could get into college. I was worried about my college acceptance, so I asked them what I should do. They said, "It's no problem. Just write a letter to student services explaining your situation and there'll be no problem." So I went to summer school and got a damn good final grade and got ready to start college. Then about a month before I was supposed start, they send me a letter saying that I'm on a waiting list. Now, I was like, "What the **** is going on here? They said, "We never recived any letter.". So I argued but it was no sense, so I just decided to get a job and wait the year out.
A year passes, and finally I'm ready to start college. And everything is good for the first part, until I met a certain woman who blew my mind. I sure as hell wasn't thinking about physics and ohms during my relationship with her, and most times I didn't even go to class. I'd just go over to her place. I'd also developed a nice drug habit during my year on the waiting list, and she had a nice little drug habit herself, so it was a match made in heaven. Half way through the semester I figured there was no way I'd pass some if any of the courses I was doing, so I tried to drop three of them to lighten my workload and just write off the semester. One problem. I was ONE day past the deadline for dropping courses. So, I went to the guidance councelor and he said to write a letter (I should have known better) to the registrar's office and there shouldn't be much problem. So a month or so went by, and I stopped going to the three classes. Three weeks before final exams, they call me down to the office and tell me that I'm not allowed to drop the courses. By this time it's WAY to late to catch up, so I end up with THREE ZEROS on my final report for the semester, dragging down my GPA to 0.24, which is probably the lowest of all time.
Anyways, I managed to get past it and go there for three more semesters before finally deciding to change my major to Recording Arts, something I'm more inclined to. I send in my application and a 91 dollar fee to the college campus that the program is offered, and I figured I'd be going in September. Then I get a notice in the mail saying that I need to pay my 91 dollar fee. I call and say, "I've already paid it.". They say, "We never recieved it.". I look for the money order slip and it's lost somewhere. So I give in and pay them AGAIN another 91 bucks.
Months go by until today, when I decide to call out there to see if everything is Ok, cause I never seem to know with these people, and the receptionist tells me that I have "INCOMPLETE" next to my name. She can't tell me why. All she can tell me is that I'm not on the list for September and not even on the waiting list to get in. AFTER I was told on my last call that I was #9 on the list. She says that she'll get one of the head dudes to call me back, but they never did. I call out there, to SIX different numbers, and get no answer at any of them.
How much more getting ****ed around can I take without totally flipping out? I AM ****ING PISSED.
If this is too long for you to read, then kiss my ass.
AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGHHHHHHHH~~!!!!!!~!!!!