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Well, I'm back at NP. What a tiring day...so, so tired. Today seemed to be broken up into parts, and so...
Part One: Falmouth, MA to Boston, MA
My mom and my aunt Janna saw me off from Falmouth bus station at 8 AM. Mostly full, most of the passengers heading for Logan Airport, I listened to a CD by the Moody Blues on the hour and some trek to South Station in Boston, a rather large terminal. Here I would have to wait for two hours for the bus to Albany to arrive. So...to pass the time from 10 AM to 12 PM, played some GBA and had some breakfast, though McD is not my idea of breakfast. Finally, promptly at 12, the bus to Albany arrived, but I would have one more hurdle...security. A guard checked my bags thoroughly and found my Swiss Army knife and utiliity blade, and I was told that they'd have to go in my luggage in the storage areas on the bus...can't take them with me. Maybe they'd think I'd hold the driver hostage with a corkscrew or something. At 12:15, the bus left Boston, bound for Albany.
Part Two: Boston, MA to Albany, NY
Long songs are the key. So I listened to a few of my Yes albums while dozing off. "Brian," I said, as I boarded the Greyhound to Albany. "New Paltz seems like a dream to me now." So I bought a pack of gum, and some snacks for the road, and rode off to look for America. Thank you, Paul Simon. The bus would stop at two places, Newton and Worcester, before the 4 hour trek nonstop to Albany. Caught some zzz's. A few seconds later, the bus pulled into Albany, where I'd have another hour to wait for the bus that would take me to New Paltz.
Part Three: Albany, NY to New Paltz, NY
Incubus Succubus would be the music for this last leg. Darkness had fallen, the dark night prevalent everywhere. The only kink in the road was at Kingston, where we had to change buses because the one I was on was having problems. So we switched, and 5 minutes later we were off. My mind was clouded once more as the devilish dollar creeped back into my head again. Finally, 6:30, and the bus pulls into NP. To my surprise, most of KBH was there, waiting for me. I had expected Wyatt/Michelle, and Nick...but actually ended up with Tom, Jill, Julio, Dave, Egon, and Adam. Friends...and so after dinner at My Hero, it was back to campus, finally, where I got a ride back to Deyo with Tom so I could unpack, leaving Michelle and Wyatt to whatever. Now I'm tired...tomorrow's a busy day.
Begin rant...
College should be about education, not money. Price should never be a factor when choosing a college...the quality of education should be the most influential driving force behind a college. Why is it that many students like myself who want to go to college have such a hard time affording it, despite it being considered "cheap" by modern standards? Why do colleges deprive students of education because of the dominating dollar? It's not fair, I tell you. Here I am, the second one in my family to go to college. Why? I want to attain a higher education. I want to be an excellent writer. I can hone my skills in college. Many students go to college with the same purpose, the goal being to create a career in their chosen field of study. This is what should be looked upon in college. Instead, many have to settle for cheaper colleges because they simply can't afford some of the better schools. Why is it so hard? As it stands, I am the financial black hole in the family, and college is sucking me and my parents dry, and then some. Because of their limited help, I have to resort to friends and family to provide me, loaning me the necessary funds needed so I can stay here. I hate it. All of you, do you know how much I don't feel like a man? Someone who can be responsible? My stepdad put it elequently: "It makes you feel like you have a dick an inch long, doesn't it?" This shouldn't have to be the case, where I have to go taking loans from everyone just to squeak by. It's not right. Why is the goal so hard to attain? I'm here to learn, yet I keep getting punched in the face by Student Accounts when they demand monies from me that I don't have. College should be about attaining the highest qualities of learning...not money. Everywhere I turn, I get slapped in the face with more expenses that I must do. Quite simply, I can't afford it. I can't keep cheapening myself. It's a real shame when I see people aspiring to go to college, only to get discouraged and not be able to go because it's too expensive. Dreams are shattered. I don't want mine shattered, yet all I see are endless pits. Why? College shouldn't have to be like this. What's the solution? I don't know. I know that borrowing money from everyone is not the way it should be. It is an investement, but should be of time and energy, not money. It sucks. Do I sound irked? Miffed? Perturbed? Yes...I'm at my wit's end. Thanks to everyone who has offered me help, who still offer me help, to get through this hurdle. This really blows.
(End rant)
Now...to try to sleep. My only class is at 10 AM tomorrow, then into town to fill out job applications so I can get some money in.
Nighty night, all.
Part One: Falmouth, MA to Boston, MA
My mom and my aunt Janna saw me off from Falmouth bus station at 8 AM. Mostly full, most of the passengers heading for Logan Airport, I listened to a CD by the Moody Blues on the hour and some trek to South Station in Boston, a rather large terminal. Here I would have to wait for two hours for the bus to Albany to arrive. So...to pass the time from 10 AM to 12 PM, played some GBA and had some breakfast, though McD is not my idea of breakfast. Finally, promptly at 12, the bus to Albany arrived, but I would have one more hurdle...security. A guard checked my bags thoroughly and found my Swiss Army knife and utiliity blade, and I was told that they'd have to go in my luggage in the storage areas on the bus...can't take them with me. Maybe they'd think I'd hold the driver hostage with a corkscrew or something. At 12:15, the bus left Boston, bound for Albany.
Part Two: Boston, MA to Albany, NY
Long songs are the key. So I listened to a few of my Yes albums while dozing off. "Brian," I said, as I boarded the Greyhound to Albany. "New Paltz seems like a dream to me now." So I bought a pack of gum, and some snacks for the road, and rode off to look for America. Thank you, Paul Simon. The bus would stop at two places, Newton and Worcester, before the 4 hour trek nonstop to Albany. Caught some zzz's. A few seconds later, the bus pulled into Albany, where I'd have another hour to wait for the bus that would take me to New Paltz.
Part Three: Albany, NY to New Paltz, NY
Incubus Succubus would be the music for this last leg. Darkness had fallen, the dark night prevalent everywhere. The only kink in the road was at Kingston, where we had to change buses because the one I was on was having problems. So we switched, and 5 minutes later we were off. My mind was clouded once more as the devilish dollar creeped back into my head again. Finally, 6:30, and the bus pulls into NP. To my surprise, most of KBH was there, waiting for me. I had expected Wyatt/Michelle, and Nick...but actually ended up with Tom, Jill, Julio, Dave, Egon, and Adam. Friends...and so after dinner at My Hero, it was back to campus, finally, where I got a ride back to Deyo with Tom so I could unpack, leaving Michelle and Wyatt to whatever. Now I'm tired...tomorrow's a busy day.
Begin rant...
College should be about education, not money. Price should never be a factor when choosing a college...the quality of education should be the most influential driving force behind a college. Why is it that many students like myself who want to go to college have such a hard time affording it, despite it being considered "cheap" by modern standards? Why do colleges deprive students of education because of the dominating dollar? It's not fair, I tell you. Here I am, the second one in my family to go to college. Why? I want to attain a higher education. I want to be an excellent writer. I can hone my skills in college. Many students go to college with the same purpose, the goal being to create a career in their chosen field of study. This is what should be looked upon in college. Instead, many have to settle for cheaper colleges because they simply can't afford some of the better schools. Why is it so hard? As it stands, I am the financial black hole in the family, and college is sucking me and my parents dry, and then some. Because of their limited help, I have to resort to friends and family to provide me, loaning me the necessary funds needed so I can stay here. I hate it. All of you, do you know how much I don't feel like a man? Someone who can be responsible? My stepdad put it elequently: "It makes you feel like you have a dick an inch long, doesn't it?" This shouldn't have to be the case, where I have to go taking loans from everyone just to squeak by. It's not right. Why is the goal so hard to attain? I'm here to learn, yet I keep getting punched in the face by Student Accounts when they demand monies from me that I don't have. College should be about attaining the highest qualities of learning...not money. Everywhere I turn, I get slapped in the face with more expenses that I must do. Quite simply, I can't afford it. I can't keep cheapening myself. It's a real shame when I see people aspiring to go to college, only to get discouraged and not be able to go because it's too expensive. Dreams are shattered. I don't want mine shattered, yet all I see are endless pits. Why? College shouldn't have to be like this. What's the solution? I don't know. I know that borrowing money from everyone is not the way it should be. It is an investement, but should be of time and energy, not money. It sucks. Do I sound irked? Miffed? Perturbed? Yes...I'm at my wit's end. Thanks to everyone who has offered me help, who still offer me help, to get through this hurdle. This really blows.
(End rant)
Now...to try to sleep. My only class is at 10 AM tomorrow, then into town to fill out job applications so I can get some money in.
Nighty night, all.
