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I've gone and registered for the Chillicothe branch of OU, and of all the things I could feel about finally taking this long-anticipated step, raw fear is what comes to the forefront. Doubt. I'm scared now. The advisor with whom I scheduled my classes was a tired, balding, dragging man whose main interests lay in going home for the day. He'd obviously worked there a long time, but he couldn't be prodded into even naming examples of good prerequisites to take. ("Intro to Fine Arts" is fucking not a good prereq, either.)
I'm going to higher education in fucking Chillicothe. I took my dad's advice and stayed home with him to save money or something. And I have no clue why, except I don't even know what else I can manage to do. All of life's possibilities are open to me, but I'm lost on what to follow and how. I don't know what jobs I can get. I don't know where I can live. I don't know who I can talk to. God.
I'm signed up to empty my bank account of $1400 so that I can take Psychology, Biology, and Business "Quality Principles" for three months. I'm not even interested in the latter two; they're merely placeholders until I take a placement test for English and math. I hope I'm not just setting myself back by throwing away money. I need to start something, and it must be now. I can take out student loans, I can decide on a major, I can get employed, I can repay the loans and go where I've always wanted. Maybe I can even pay for my own car and home, too. *sigh*
Fucking Air Force.
*edit* - You know, now it's 8AM the morning after and everything feels fine. All that's really left to me is to decide what I'd like to do. And that's a wonderful thing to be left to me.
I'm going to higher education in fucking Chillicothe. I took my dad's advice and stayed home with him to save money or something. And I have no clue why, except I don't even know what else I can manage to do. All of life's possibilities are open to me, but I'm lost on what to follow and how. I don't know what jobs I can get. I don't know where I can live. I don't know who I can talk to. God.
I'm signed up to empty my bank account of $1400 so that I can take Psychology, Biology, and Business "Quality Principles" for three months. I'm not even interested in the latter two; they're merely placeholders until I take a placement test for English and math. I hope I'm not just setting myself back by throwing away money. I need to start something, and it must be now. I can take out student loans, I can decide on a major, I can get employed, I can repay the loans and go where I've always wanted. Maybe I can even pay for my own car and home, too. *sigh*
Fucking Air Force.
*edit* - You know, now it's 8AM the morning after and everything feels fine. All that's really left to me is to decide what I'd like to do. And that's a wonderful thing to be left to me.