USF kicks ass
right now i've felt more awake than i have the past 3 days. i haven't gotten much sleep, and i just caught up this afternoon with a 2 hour refreshing nap of some sorts.
well the orientation that i was so anxious about finally came. sunday morning i woke up on 4 hours of sleep and i felt like puking after breakfast. still half asleep, i began the hour-long trek to tampa and made it in 40 minutes. with plenty of time left till 9, i decided to get my ID card done.. except they didn't get to me till later on. which was fine and dandy, whatever. then we sat in the special events center, all 300 of us.. boring speeches blah blah blah and then we got split into our groups and this girl Ana told us more boring stuff that she tried to make interesting. the icebreaker game was throwing a beachball with a bunch of questions to someone in the group. they had to introduce themselves and what they are majoring in and then had to answer the question. lunch was free, since it was sunday and none of the restaurants there were open.. it was absolute crap. after that i left campus while the rest of the suckers had parents that made them stay for all of the scheduled things. quick work.
monday i was a little more awake. there was more traffic, of course.. i still got there in 50 minutes thanks to my lovely habit of speeding.. this time it was 80 on the long ass stretch of road that has a speed limit that fluctuates between 45-60. i got there for the honors college meeting and i checked it out to see what i had to do to get in it sophomore year. 'cuz i'm oh-so-smart. after that i went to the special events center where everyone was already seated. got there and yawned the whole way through videos projected on the overhead thing and all the speakers. then we got split into our majors and we got to talk to our advisors.. and.. i sat in that SEC for 2 hours just to talk to my advisor for a mere 5 MINUTES. the good news is she recommended getting a laptop, so now i had a credible source for my mom. i used the same points she sold to me to sell to my mom. very helpful for english work, note-taking, and for doing things while lounging around in the Marshall Center waiting for the next class. after the meeting with my advisor i went to the bookstore and went upstairs to set-up my e-mail and fix my schedule. two girls (USF students) immediately came to me and started talking and helping me out. crazy shit. i don't think you could get that treatment at gardens if you paid someone. after that i was tempted to go to the starbucks 10 feet away.. but i held myself back. i went on one of the tours and the campus is so frickin' big. my joints in my ankles and feet started hurting even more than they already did and i was sweating so bad. so after that there was nothing left for me to do.. i decided to go back to the bookstore and get a decal/sticker or whatever you wanna call it. so it's official. i'm a USF student. it says so on the back window of my car.
my impressions (because i know there's a slight chance i may look back on this in the future and LAUGH at what foolish ideas i had about college):
- college (and most importantly, USF, is cool)
- college kids are nice
- the campus.. is amazing
- usf is cool.. so far.
i have evidence of bullet number 2 as experienced today. i was shopping at University Mall 2 minutes from the university.. for clothes, what else.. and i went in AE and got all my shit and the guy that rung me up is a student at USF (surprise, surprise). we got to talking and it got pretty deep. by the end of the conversation he wanted me to join his fraternity.
again, i repeat: i was invited to join a fraternity.
yup. SIGMA CHI.
i told him i would love to but my parents would probably have conflicting ideas. damn parents. damn living at home. my chance for a big social breakout my freshman year in college gone for naught. he said even if that were the case (parents being overbearing), i could still come by and chill in the house. and frankly, i think that's pretty damn cool. we got some good people from up north (in this case: Pittsville, PA).
gah. damn. now it's killing me.. someone had to mention it, and i had to personally get invited as well. i wanna be a brother.
well the orientation that i was so anxious about finally came. sunday morning i woke up on 4 hours of sleep and i felt like puking after breakfast. still half asleep, i began the hour-long trek to tampa and made it in 40 minutes. with plenty of time left till 9, i decided to get my ID card done.. except they didn't get to me till later on. which was fine and dandy, whatever. then we sat in the special events center, all 300 of us.. boring speeches blah blah blah and then we got split into our groups and this girl Ana told us more boring stuff that she tried to make interesting. the icebreaker game was throwing a beachball with a bunch of questions to someone in the group. they had to introduce themselves and what they are majoring in and then had to answer the question. lunch was free, since it was sunday and none of the restaurants there were open.. it was absolute crap. after that i left campus while the rest of the suckers had parents that made them stay for all of the scheduled things. quick work.
monday i was a little more awake. there was more traffic, of course.. i still got there in 50 minutes thanks to my lovely habit of speeding.. this time it was 80 on the long ass stretch of road that has a speed limit that fluctuates between 45-60. i got there for the honors college meeting and i checked it out to see what i had to do to get in it sophomore year. 'cuz i'm oh-so-smart. after that i went to the special events center where everyone was already seated. got there and yawned the whole way through videos projected on the overhead thing and all the speakers. then we got split into our majors and we got to talk to our advisors.. and.. i sat in that SEC for 2 hours just to talk to my advisor for a mere 5 MINUTES. the good news is she recommended getting a laptop, so now i had a credible source for my mom. i used the same points she sold to me to sell to my mom. very helpful for english work, note-taking, and for doing things while lounging around in the Marshall Center waiting for the next class. after the meeting with my advisor i went to the bookstore and went upstairs to set-up my e-mail and fix my schedule. two girls (USF students) immediately came to me and started talking and helping me out. crazy shit. i don't think you could get that treatment at gardens if you paid someone. after that i was tempted to go to the starbucks 10 feet away.. but i held myself back. i went on one of the tours and the campus is so frickin' big. my joints in my ankles and feet started hurting even more than they already did and i was sweating so bad. so after that there was nothing left for me to do.. i decided to go back to the bookstore and get a decal/sticker or whatever you wanna call it. so it's official. i'm a USF student. it says so on the back window of my car.
my impressions (because i know there's a slight chance i may look back on this in the future and LAUGH at what foolish ideas i had about college):
- college (and most importantly, USF, is cool)
- college kids are nice
- the campus.. is amazing
- usf is cool.. so far.
i have evidence of bullet number 2 as experienced today. i was shopping at University Mall 2 minutes from the university.. for clothes, what else.. and i went in AE and got all my shit and the guy that rung me up is a student at USF (surprise, surprise). we got to talking and it got pretty deep. by the end of the conversation he wanted me to join his fraternity.
again, i repeat: i was invited to join a fraternity.
yup. SIGMA CHI.
i told him i would love to but my parents would probably have conflicting ideas. damn parents. damn living at home. my chance for a big social breakout my freshman year in college gone for naught. he said even if that were the case (parents being overbearing), i could still come by and chill in the house. and frankly, i think that's pretty damn cool. we got some good people from up north (in this case: Pittsville, PA).
gah. damn. now it's killing me.. someone had to mention it, and i had to personally get invited as well. i wanna be a brother.