Big News
Well, Berea became unbearable.
The events of Black Tuesday really woke me up to how pervasive the philosophy behind that school was in its students. It actually gave me a huge wake up call about people in general. See my little comment in Darqstar's journal (http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=10598222&nc=13).
No matter how much I've been told, or have wanted to believe, I have never believed that people could be all the way, totally irrational. I thought, "Well, sure, that's on the surface. But no one could be that plain nuts, right?"
Wrong. People can and are that crazy. Major wake-up call.
Now, I know, there are assholes everywhere. You can't get away from them and you cannot wish them away. But, for the most part, there are people that are partially rational. And then a few (or sometimes, a one!) that are rational, period. That was not the balance at my college. When your majority is the assholes and even a _decent_ person is hard to find, you know you're in the wrong place. Dig?
So, I decided to get out. I simply could not stay in that place and, by my prescense, support what it believed as a college and as a student body. So, I decided to take a leave of abscence. I call my advisor to tell him (I had talked to him previously, thinking that he of all people would tell me something sensible and helpful, that would change my mind -- he told me that I had a duty to sacrifice my happiness and even my education if need be in order to educate those I disagree with. Oh. Yeah. _That_'s gonna make me stay.) that I was taking a leave of abscense and five minutes later my Daddy calls.
I told him I'd made my decision and then he drops the next bombshell. He has cancer again. Biopsy on this Wednesday. I was home by last Friday evening.
I'm working on getting transfer applications, to go to some Virginia school (looking into William and Mary (yeah, you can gloat Nina...), UVa or Mary Baldwin) and get my bachelor's here.
It's actually kind of amazing that all of this happened at the same time. I feel pretty drained and, I'll admit, a little shell-shocked. Black Tuesday hit me hard, but even harder were the realizations I came to because of it.
The events of Black Tuesday really woke me up to how pervasive the philosophy behind that school was in its students. It actually gave me a huge wake up call about people in general. See my little comment in Darqstar's journal (http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=10598222&nc=13).
No matter how much I've been told, or have wanted to believe, I have never believed that people could be all the way, totally irrational. I thought, "Well, sure, that's on the surface. But no one could be that plain nuts, right?"
Wrong. People can and are that crazy. Major wake-up call.
Now, I know, there are assholes everywhere. You can't get away from them and you cannot wish them away. But, for the most part, there are people that are partially rational. And then a few (or sometimes, a one!) that are rational, period. That was not the balance at my college. When your majority is the assholes and even a _decent_ person is hard to find, you know you're in the wrong place. Dig?
So, I decided to get out. I simply could not stay in that place and, by my prescense, support what it believed as a college and as a student body. So, I decided to take a leave of abscence. I call my advisor to tell him (I had talked to him previously, thinking that he of all people would tell me something sensible and helpful, that would change my mind -- he told me that I had a duty to sacrifice my happiness and even my education if need be in order to educate those I disagree with. Oh. Yeah. _That_'s gonna make me stay.) that I was taking a leave of abscense and five minutes later my Daddy calls.
I told him I'd made my decision and then he drops the next bombshell. He has cancer again. Biopsy on this Wednesday. I was home by last Friday evening.
I'm working on getting transfer applications, to go to some Virginia school (looking into William and Mary (yeah, you can gloat Nina...), UVa or Mary Baldwin) and get my bachelor's here.
It's actually kind of amazing that all of this happened at the same time. I feel pretty drained and, I'll admit, a little shell-shocked. Black Tuesday hit me hard, but even harder were the realizations I came to because of it.