If not, you can expect a call from me in the future moaning and groaning about the endless pit that I've dug for myself.
Update- Itinerary version
Day 1
8:30 am~ Placement testing
I arrived at about 8:29 but when I entered through the doors of a building that I'll come to know better in the future (psychology building) the testing had already begun. Oddly enough they allowed me, quite unlike the AP testing centers where they cannot let you leave the testing area to get a sweatshirt, or the ACT where they will burn your test if you need to go to the bathroom. Anyways, SOAR helper directed me to "Go to the front desk"... by front you'd assume it'd be the front of the classroom where testing was but no..... I soon found out the hard way that is not what she meant. Walking into the classroom I glanced around and saw a boy sitting at a desk way in the back.... of course I thought it was slightly strange but being anxious about my "late" arrival I assumed he was just another future freshman. Simply said, assumptions never turn out well. I continued walking forward toward the two girls in front.... unbeknowst to me, that other future freshman was the correct attendee...... So picture this: Flustered Asian girl rushing down the stairs towards the front as all the other students are already taking their test, and then boy chasing after aforementioned girl with tests in hand
It's quite laughable don't you think? Unfortunately, this was my first impression upon my fellow future freshmen.... but then again it somehow fits me doesn't it... anyways that's part one of my day
many hours later...
After a 2 hour lecture 2 hours too long consisting with the chief of police saying telling us how she'd be able to tell if we were drunk if we were running down university ave. naked, the singing of my future school's spritity song (U-rah......honestly?), I went to dinner again with my future freshman. With red bag in hand and name tag pinned, I am the perfect model for a SOAR attendee. As I walk in, another red attendee shows me to my seat asking how I enjoyed my guided walk, the one in which my mother and I hopped in her SUV for... another 2 hourshour later after 30 endearing text messages, a strange yet oddly tasty dinner, make-shift conversation with disinterested or desperately-seeking-common-interests strangers, and a wonderful lecture from the safe walk people.
Another walk later (and yes I actually walked this time), split from the parents, we made towards the aforementioned clickers. There we answered various polls: smallest graduation class- 34 people= disturbing; % of people saying they were party animals= 25, and no, I did not click that; many attempted text messages later (lack of service) and a video clipped filled with, you guessed it, red-smocked new student leaders.... we sat and questioned a red smocked individual on college life
By this point, it was 9 pm and I was still drained from the earlier placement testing... what a cheerful day
Second Day= late again, scheduling for many hours in which I signed up for the FIG and all the things I've already mentioned
2 days later....... Complete schedule change with the help of my older sister= 18 credits of managable but practical classes
Sarcastically yours for the middle of this Friday morning/night update
Stephanie..... yet again
~Stephanie
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