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Monday, July 20, 2009

(Dis)Orientation

Just a quick update on my university adventure:

  • I went to Orientation, on a whopping three and a half hours of sleep and a bad attitude.
  • I was surrounded by hundreds of seventeen- and eighteen-year-olds, which made me feel about seventy-five instead of thirty-one.
  • The part of the experience in which the family is invited to join in was pretty funny; Everyone else was there with their Mommies and Daddies while I was there with my baby and 'Baby Daddy'.
  • All the students were given a book to read before classes begin next month: My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult. I realize it's just part of a campus-wide reading program and not for a specific class but I still couldn't help but feel a little... disappointed, I guess. I mean, I stayed up the night before reading Rimbaud's A Season In Hell. I felt how I imagine one may feel when leaving a theatre after hearing a seasoned orchestra and turning on the car's radio and hearing Limp Bizkit. (And that's why I'm getting a MacBook Pro and not a Dell. Viva Elitism!)
  • I believe I mentioned previously that I was going to start with online courses. However, there is a slight snag. I discovered that online courses are (brace yourself) $200 per credit hour! It gets worse: That is in addition to the regular cost of tuition! 4 classes = 12 credit hours x $200 each + regular tuition = Way more than I want to pay. Yeah. So I am actually going to go to classes which will be better anyway. (I get to leave the house! All by myself! To somewhere other than the park! I know, I can't believe it either!)
  • While I was doing all these tedious tasks, Jeremy and Violet went and bought me some pretty cool gifts: a new Jeff Buckley dvd that I didn't know existed (Grace Around the World, with a bonus cd!), a rockin' Domo t-shirt, and some books. Oh yeah- and a new Burt's Bees lip balm! It calmed down my pissy sleep-deprived bad mood quite a bit.
Those were the highlights, folks. (You should have seen the low-points!) Well, I didn't mention my bad ID photo or how I got separated from my group a few times, but I covered most of it.