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myendlessempathy · 5 years

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Why College is Unforgiving

Please read me!

Hello! I am a freshman in college and this is why I cannot stand it.

I go to a school that is approximately three hours from my home town. This is not the issue at hand. You see, in the beginning of my semester, I was tossed around like a rag doll. My school in particular can be very unfair (and do not @ me and tell me “life isn’t fair), in regards to handling student matters. However, this was my endgame, dream college. I worked incredibly hard to get into to said college. I spent summer of 2018 preparing for the SAT and doing constant schoolwork to where I did not have a summer vacation. I wanted my eligibility to be top-notch. At first it was the SAT scores that were always low, this worried me and my ability to gain access to the college. Little did I know these did not matter to be accepted once you are in.

The thing about American schools is that they pride themselves on money and the ACT/SAT scores you send in. These bullshit tests have no way of proving your actual potential as a student. Instead you stress over these during your high school years thinking they are the key to getting into a good college. Yes, they’re important but you can still get into a great college without the scores being what the college wants. You can provide other things that make up for the lacking scores such as a good essay or personal statement.

I digress. Back to the story... I sent in my scores which came out as a low 640 which I was not happy with but I ran out of time to fix it. I also had taken the SAT three times prior so I was well over the early morning testing. Fast forward my acceptance into the college.

I had applied for the early decision application (which is a bound app saying you will come to this college is accepted) to be wait listed. This was the first sign this was going to be a rough time. I finally hear from them at the regular decision time; April. I gained acceptance to them around April 4. Now, I think about this from time to time when I’m at my lowest. I worked my ass off to get into this college and if I had not done what I had my results would have been different. My dad and I made at least three different trips to the campus to talk to Admissions and professors. The professor I’d like to credit my acceptance into the college is my German advisor. He vouched for me, writing a letter of rec to the Admissions hoping this will secure my spot. It did and I am forever grateful to him.

Then shit started to hit the fan when I got my rooming assignments. The dorm wasn’t the problem. It was the roommate. My friend and I had requested to be together but she was an Honors student was placed in their housing dept. I lived with one other girl but we shared a bathroom with two others. I specifically asked in my housing app to not be roomed with someone who doesn’t do drugs. It’s college so whatever.

It’s roughly September at this point and my well being is decreasing. I felt like I was in high school again; being shunned and ignored by my roommates. The three of them became good friends while I was left out. I was not a partier I simply wanted to get through my first year. If things had been different maybe I would’ve enjoyed parties.

I eventually went to war with Housing to release me from the contract I was under. I was not doing well and my grades proved it. This was not an easy task to be released from the binding dorm contract. They eventually released me because they failed to find suitable housing arrangements for me. I went off campus.

This when the bad became ugly and for privacy I’ll keep this short and sweet. This apartment was nice for someone is just starting out. I lived with a few other people and it was honestly a little much for me to handle the more I think about it. Eventually I was released from the lease once someone else came in. As result of housing, I developed chronic stress and panic attacks became more frequent.

I have been living at my home since Christmas break. I was trying to figure out the next steps. I was starting a duel enrollment with a nearby tech school (community, two year whatever you call it). This was to aid me in finishing my gen ed’s. My main college did not offer many gen ed classes online so I took the next best thing; transferable credits. I was working my ass off again with no spring break and constantly busy. I continued to take electives or whatever I could find through my main college online to stay enrolled. Majority of my classes were through my tech school who has been nice to me to say the least.

Here I am now at the beginning of “summer”. My finals for my spring semester ended about three weeks ago. I am still a freshmen in my main college’s eyes because I didn’t meet the 30 cred requirement. This is not the problem. I was to transfer what I was working on at the other school to make up for it. I was taking two classes over the spring. An English and a History, thinking these would match up to ones over at main campus. Nope. Only one counted. This is not my burden. I didn’t have an issue taking another history, I liked the subject.

My burden was with the main campus. You see, there was a math class I desperately needed in order to be nearly done with the freshmen gen eds. The only ones I had been missing were Biology and its corresponding lab. I finally managed to grab a spot in the math class for the summer semester. I was very happy. I began tutoring as side work to keep my mind sharp. The main college had a placement test for math classes that needed to be done. This is what I was starting to work on.

I was finally back on my feet. I had my wonderful K-9 companion to accompany me for the coming fall semester. We were going to live in an one bedroom apt, it was going to be a fresh start. My 100% determination came back full force once I signed up for main campus Biology 101 and its lab. My full intentions were to return to campus for my reckoning! I was in a good spot... Up until about five days ago.

At this point, I had many classes ready to be taken under my wing. I was a full time student again, with total of 12 credits. I receive an email from my main campus. In the email, it states that I did not meet the requirement for the first year impact contract (which is a stupid contract only for freshmen that supposedly helps guide you in the right direction and etc). I had mitigating circumstances that did not let me finish the other credits to make 30. As result, the main campus pulled my enrollment out from underneath me. I cried a lot. I drank a lot. I sent in the appeal form hoping to regain entry to my “beloved” dream college. My dream college became my worst fucking nightmare. They let me go because they did not help me in the beginning. They also unregistered me from any classes I had (yes, including the math and bio I needed) and giving us the 3k refund that my family just paid three days prior to this email. This is why college is unforgiving.

The tech college classes remain untouched. I now only have the tech college classes for the summer. My entire plan became ruined by this email and if my appeal is denied then I have to switch schools. I have applied to four-five other colleges that hopefully will be better use of my time and my family’s money.

This, kids, is why we can’t have nice things and why college is unforgiving.

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