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lllookaliveok, first off, lets get one thing straight: the school itself rocks. i'm getting a lot accomplished (shit. i spent the entire day today doing *one* project for 2D design. its not like i'm not getting things done.) and i *think* i'm learning things. i'm... absorbing. but there are things that are definitely under par.
first off is the meal plan/eating arrangements. we arent allowed anything aside blenders, coffee makers, and rice cookers in the room. and fridges, but that goes without saying. in short, we cant cook for ourselves. so you'd think they'd deliver on *their* end of the $3030/year meal plan and feed us something decent once in awhile. ok. at this point i'd settle with the *feed us* part, leave the *something decent* for when they get the first bit right. i'm fucking sick of being hungry all the time and when i *do* eat, feeling sick.
also, the transportation is nil. i have a class m/w 6pm, and i waited for a bus out to it for a fucking hour. the bus came at 6:05. fuckers. so i cant feed myself, and i cant get myself places, but apparently neither can the people i'm paying to do those things for me. thats just fucking peachy, aint it? I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF IF YOU JUST FUCKING *LET* ME!!!!
oh, and my mom mentioned my kidney stones to my aunt, the rn, and before she had heard anything about my situation, she said, "yeah. sounds like somethings wrong with her diet." well NO SHIT!! oh, and its *incredibly* rare for an eighteen year old girl to get them, too, btw.
also, because of my medical issues, i havent even had a chance to ponder studying for my certification test, so i cant work yet. fuuuck. not to mention the survey 1 test on tuesday that i dont know shit about because i missed the last class.
anyway, all of this has taught me one thing: pudding is your friend.
first off is the meal plan/eating arrangements. we arent allowed anything aside blenders, coffee makers, and rice cookers in the room. and fridges, but that goes without saying. in short, we cant cook for ourselves. so you'd think they'd deliver on *their* end of the $3030/year meal plan and feed us something decent once in awhile. ok. at this point i'd settle with the *feed us* part, leave the *something decent* for when they get the first bit right. i'm fucking sick of being hungry all the time and when i *do* eat, feeling sick.
also, the transportation is nil. i have a class m/w 6pm, and i waited for a bus out to it for a fucking hour. the bus came at 6:05. fuckers. so i cant feed myself, and i cant get myself places, but apparently neither can the people i'm paying to do those things for me. thats just fucking peachy, aint it? I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF IF YOU JUST FUCKING *LET* ME!!!!
oh, and my mom mentioned my kidney stones to my aunt, the rn, and before she had heard anything about my situation, she said, "yeah. sounds like somethings wrong with her diet." well NO SHIT!! oh, and its *incredibly* rare for an eighteen year old girl to get them, too, btw.
also, because of my medical issues, i havent even had a chance to ponder studying for my certification test, so i cant work yet. fuuuck. not to mention the survey 1 test on tuesday that i dont know shit about because i missed the last class.
anyway, all of this has taught me one thing: pudding is your friend.
