It'll be just fine...
So.. last Friday I received a zero grade for a paper that I busted my ass on. The reason why, apparently, was because the professor could not open the document. I had been having trouble with the site during the time I was uploading it, and I had sent him an email saying as much. So instead of emailing me back, he just gave me a zero grade and wrote in the comments for me to email him after 're-saving' the document and he would reset it so I could attempt to turn it in again. So I did. And I emailed him Friday to let him know that it was ready to be uploaded. Sunday night, he emailed me back, telling me to email him again on Monday so he could reset the assignment. So I did. It is not Tuesday night and he has still not reset the assignment so I can turn it in. The grade is still there... mocking me. Tonight I will email him, yet again... perhaps I will also attach my paper to the email because this is bugging the shit out of me.
Speaking of school-related things, I renewed my financial aid application and extended my enrollment for a higher level of a degree as well as increasing courses to make me a full-time student. I'm keeping the same major of course, but I also included the interest of having an internship of some sort. (This was not available when I first started. I'm guessing you have to have at least a year of classes completed before they will consider you.) Somehow I fucked up the application though and had to contact my financial aid counselor.
Now, about this woman. Her name was Missouri. She was the sweetest southern woman I have ever had the pleasure of speaking to. I would often email her about other things besides school. She was an older woman and we spoke about her family and how she was raised. She had a family history that enraptured me and I would often listen to her stories on the phone during her off hours. This continued up through late February. For some reason, I had connected to this woman though I had never actually met her. When I got sick and ended up in the hospital, I wasn't able to speak to her. I haven't really heard from her since then.
Today when I called her number, there was a robotic voice telling me to leave a message. But the line was so... 'crackly' that I could not understand much more. So I wrote her an email instead, apologizing for not speaking with her in so long, updating her on my situation the past few months, and then asking for her help where i messed up on my application.
She did not respond to my email. Instead, another 'new' counselor did. He did not give me an explanation, he just merely provided me with links of more financial aid stuff to fill out as if it were him I was writing to, yet ignoring all the personal stuff. After this, I called her personal cell to ask what was going on. I didn't want to lose track of her. However, the number was 'no longer in service'. I called ITT and entered her extension number, and again, the robotic crackled voice played incoherently into my ear. It was only then that I realized that she was no longer with ITT.
Now.. I can not claim to know what happened to her. I am not going to question her replacement. The fact that her cell was disconnected says enough. I will say that I am very saddened. I feel like I have lost a dear friend again though I have never laid eyes on the woman.
Now I just wish that I had her voice saved too...
Speaking of school-related things, I renewed my financial aid application and extended my enrollment for a higher level of a degree as well as increasing courses to make me a full-time student. I'm keeping the same major of course, but I also included the interest of having an internship of some sort. (This was not available when I first started. I'm guessing you have to have at least a year of classes completed before they will consider you.) Somehow I fucked up the application though and had to contact my financial aid counselor.
Now, about this woman. Her name was Missouri. She was the sweetest southern woman I have ever had the pleasure of speaking to. I would often email her about other things besides school. She was an older woman and we spoke about her family and how she was raised. She had a family history that enraptured me and I would often listen to her stories on the phone during her off hours. This continued up through late February. For some reason, I had connected to this woman though I had never actually met her. When I got sick and ended up in the hospital, I wasn't able to speak to her. I haven't really heard from her since then.
Today when I called her number, there was a robotic voice telling me to leave a message. But the line was so... 'crackly' that I could not understand much more. So I wrote her an email instead, apologizing for not speaking with her in so long, updating her on my situation the past few months, and then asking for her help where i messed up on my application.
She did not respond to my email. Instead, another 'new' counselor did. He did not give me an explanation, he just merely provided me with links of more financial aid stuff to fill out as if it were him I was writing to, yet ignoring all the personal stuff. After this, I called her personal cell to ask what was going on. I didn't want to lose track of her. However, the number was 'no longer in service'. I called ITT and entered her extension number, and again, the robotic crackled voice played incoherently into my ear. It was only then that I realized that she was no longer with ITT.
Now.. I can not claim to know what happened to her. I am not going to question her replacement. The fact that her cell was disconnected says enough. I will say that I am very saddened. I feel like I have lost a dear friend again though I have never laid eyes on the woman.
Now I just wish that I had her voice saved too...