Nute Gunray Posted April 30, 2003 Share Posted April 30, 2003 Originally posted by Nitro Film school's expensive... More than I could ever make flipping burgers. Community College is cheap... And would help me get a good job to make more money to save for film school. And give me something to fall back on if I turn out to be a terrible-ass filmmaker. If I wanted to work with computers my whole life, I'd of gone to Oultons. But they want $25,000 for something I can do at NBCC for $2400. You sound like me three years ago. I regret it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nitro Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 Exactly what *do* you regret? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nute Gunray Posted May 1, 2003 Share Posted May 1, 2003 I regret going to community college because it stopped me from doing what I really wanted to do. In early 2000, it dawned on me that I was graduating from high school in a few months and I hadn't even thought about college. Well, I'd thought about it and thought "I don't want to go to community college and I don't want to do computer programming." Several months later, I was a programming major at the local CC. First semester was fine. Second semester I started to hate it. I dropped my C++ class and stopped going to my COBOL class (as it was taught by a Kurd with a heavy accent and I'm usually good with accents, but Kurdish/Arabic was too much for me). I blew off the semester and failed all my classes. They weren't going to let me come back but I managed to convince them to let me. I changed majors to general studies for a week and then switched to computer forensics, because it seemed cool. I wanted a government job and the only way to work for the US government is to get a BA or BS in something. I figured "ok, do the forensics thing and then go get the BA in political science that you've always wanted to go do." I did a year of that and it was ok. I hadn't actually had a lab class for it yet, but I was mainly piecing together the shattered remains of my CC TOD. I'd fail a class or two a semester because I hated it and didn't want to go at all. Fall 2002 came around with my first CFOR lab. I also applied to Penn State. I did ok in the lab, but I could have done better. I didn't like the direction they were taking the program (as I was in the first 28 students to take it ever). I had wanted to get a job doing civilian data recovery to cover for my (probably) useless polisci major. They were really pushing the crim end of things. Spring 2003. I'm accepted into PSU and CFOR does waaaaaaaay more crim stuff than I'd ever want to know. I say **** this ****, drop one of the classes and stop going to the other. And I'm failing one of the three remaining classes I have because the prof I have is a d-bag of the highest order. Normally, if I fail a class once, I blame me. If I fail it TWICE, along with 6 other people who are also going to be taking it for hte third time, I blame the prof. Mainly, I hated CC because it wasted my time. I could be 75% of the way through with my polisci BA. I'd only have a year before starting on my masters and not that much longer until my doctorate. I want to be a university professor, so I need that PhD, but a masters can get me a job a lot of places teaching. I probably won't graduate from PSU until 2006 or 2007 with my masters. I'll 25 when I graduate from college because I wasted my time at a CC. that's what i regret. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zargon Posted May 6, 2003 Share Posted May 6, 2003 I second that notion. ALot of CC Profs have this, "I should be teaching at harvard" attutude that makes them make their class harder than its comparible University counterpart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nitro Posted May 6, 2003 Share Posted May 6, 2003 Actually, I've found it much closer to my high school experience, except with more (and legal) drinking, less free time, and more bureaucratic bull****. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zargon Posted May 7, 2003 Share Posted May 7, 2003 my CC is hailed as the 'Harvard of Community Colleges", talk about the worlds biggest ****ing booby prize Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edlib Posted May 7, 2003 Share Posted May 7, 2003 Originally posted by Nitro Actually, I've found it much closer to my high school experience, except with more (and legal) drinking, less free time, and more bureaucratic bull****. Heh... just wait until you start working in an office! Pretty much the same as you described, (throw some occasional sexual tension in there for good measure, depending where you work and who you work with, of course ,) only a zillion times worse! Fun fun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nitro Posted May 7, 2003 Share Posted May 7, 2003 Originally posted by edlib Heh... just wait until you start working in an office! Pretty much the same as you described, (throw some occasional sexual tension in there for good measure, depending where you work and who you work with, of course ,) only a zillion times worse! Fun fun. That's why I'm going to VFS. I'ma be a director, and all the bureau-shizzle be flowin' downhill from me, B. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admiral Odin Posted May 7, 2003 Share Posted May 7, 2003 Nickname for my CC is Prinstine on the parkway. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flying Beastie Posted May 10, 2003 Share Posted May 10, 2003 This seems apropos. Harvard. You're the best -- you know it, as does everyone else (except for US News and World Report every few years). You might not be hip, you might not be pretty, but you're smart as a whip and you never need to do another impressive thing in your life. Which Ivy League University is Right for You? It's the difference between a pretentious bastard and a pretentious bahstahd. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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