I’M DONE WITH MY PHYSICS EXAM WHICH MEANS I’M OFFICIALLY DONE WITH HIGH SCHOOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
also don’t get student loans. I REPEAT, DO NOT GET STUDENTS LOANS. get a scholarship, get six scholarships, go to community college, do whatever you have to do. (I mean idk which college you’re going to if any, but good luck!)
Sheila graduates from college today!!
At RISD they tell us to alter own gowns and caps any way we want, so I had to make armor!!!
your university is awesome
life after college
- you: wow I finally have a college degree, time for that job I was told I could only get if I went to a university for 4 years
- job: you only need a high school diploma, but we want 2-5 years experience
- you: but I went to college
- job: minimum
- you: but if you hire me I'll do my best, I'll learn to do whatever you need me to
- job: we don't want to train new people
- you: but if you don't hire me how can I get experience?
- job: did you at least do an internship?
- you: how can I afford to work for several months for free?
- job: next.
that awkward moment when you graduate from college and have zero idea what to do with that piece of paper they gave you
and then with your BA you are either overqualified or underqualified for almost every job (because Publix won’t hire you, you can’t be a senior executive, and most jobs with your qualifications want experience instead of a degree)
and if you do get a job they won’t hire you full time
and yet you’re expected to move out of your parents’ house and get an apartment and support yourself on $13/hr with no benefits and also figure out what the IRS wants from you
but no yeah school totally prepares you for life, totally
So I have a story to tell you about Harvard. I got good scores on my PSAT back in the day, so of course I get the 1038384 letters from colleges I’ll never go to asking me to check them out. One of these letters was from Harvard. I wish I still had it but I got it literally like 8 years ago or something so it’s long gone.
Anywho, when I took my PSAT I marked that I was Hispanic (like almost every other person in the room, welcome to Miami). And I get good scores, cool. The college ads arrive en masse, but this one, this one stood out. I believe I got another one similar from like Cornell or something, but Harvard’s was the most memorable.
Do you know what their selling point was? Not that they have a rigorous and famed educational system, no. None of that usual stuff. This one tells me to go there because they have salsa parties.
tries to entice me
with salsa parties.
I just…. the racist minds of these ignorant white people. Assuming I would go there not because I was smart, but because I wanted to dance to Spanish-y music. My mom and I laughed and laughed at their audacity. Of course I don’t even like dancing
because I’m bad at it and I hardly listen to salsa anyway. Somehow that made it even better. Like every other Cuban girl down here is just hanging on a corner on calle ocho listening to salsa and eating pastelitos. Which does happen but whatever. No, this was just too much.
when can i apply
‘what does 237 mean’
i actually dont know how to answer that question
WELCOME TO EMORY, WHERE MATH IS A THING THAT HAPPENS AT A TIME
haha it is ridiculous luckily its basically down the road from my house (since my school has multiple campuses) and there was another class I had but it turned out to only be for half a semester??? idk college confuses me still
lol that feeling never goes away
“where are you going to college”
“what do you want to go to college for”
“have you decided what you want to do with the rest of your life based on 12 years of studying material that has little real world practical applicability”
“What did you major in?”
“Why did you pick that?”
I wanted the piece of paper that says BA so everyone would get off my back.
“What’s it about?”
I don’t know. Mostly theory and philosophy. I don’t even know what you do with it.
“Then why did you pick that major?”
Because my first major almost ruined my life, so I switched to this one because I didn’t want to do anymore math or science and the English degree curriculum seemed stupid.
Ladies and gents, my life.
Victims of Amherst College’s rape cover-ups and the disgusting things said to them
Photographs by Jisoo Lee
Project by It Happens Here — Dana Bolger, Kinjal Patel, Sonum Dixit
It happens at Salem State, too.
“He tells the story differently,” was really the one that got to me in the district attorney’s office when recounting my testimony. I have to see him the morning of the 13th of November, or else the restraining order gets lifted.
The way I was treated, it doesn’t surprise me that most women AND men don’t come forward with these things. Nobody listens to the victim.
when i read it I just was though that’s something like happends to me… that was really rape?
Oh look, colleges protecting the assailant. What a shocker. Signal boost forever.
TRUTH TRUTH TRUTH. IT GETS SCARY OUT HERE KIDS.
I am just now realizing my massive error in thinking.
“lol now go get a job”
Some men just can’t hold their arsenic.
I had a dream where I was in a class that I was in for the lulz (because I’ve already graduated - like I was literally auditing the class or something because I liked the teacher and I had time on my hands). Because it’s a dream, the teacher actually changed from a man (one of my teachers from this semester) to a woman who in retrospect looked suspiciously like Rachael Ray. I was in some sort of International Relations class, but for some reason the teacher asked the class about Wagner, like what is involved when you think of him. So naturally, I commandeer that bad boy and start going on about Wagner and valkyries, vikings (are there even vikings?), Der Fliegende Holländer, I think Tristan und Isolde, and I was possibly about to get into the Wesendonck lieder, but then I was like, “….I was an opera major.”
EVEN IN MY DREAMS, I AM LIKE THIS.
ive said this before but it needs repeating you could get like three white tigers for the price of going to a good college
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