Today I went to go visit Meredith College. It took us awhile to get there but we didn't get lost and we found it pretty quickly. We parked the car, went to the Admissions office and that's where I met up with Meredith (yes, her name is Meredith and she works at Meredith College) whom I met back at college day that was at my high school. She was really nice and when I met her again she was SUPER nice. She seemed really excited to have me there and was excited to see my reaction towards the college. Well, since my family and I arrived pretty late, I sat in on the student panel late and wasn't part of the group and didn't talk to any of the other students.
I didn't feel welcome; the only people who felt welcoming were the people in the admissions office--surprising, I know.
Once that was over, I joined my group to visit an actual classroom and sit in on it. I was assigned to an English class with a teacher, Dr. Somethingorother, and they were reading 'Their Eyes Were Watching God' which turned on the light bulb in my head. I think we're reading that book in AP English next semester. I tried my hardest to pay attention, but this teacher SUCKED. He was a horrible reader and I just couldn't stand to sit there anymore. All of the girls were on Facebook and hardly paying attention.
I didn't feel welcome there either. Honestly, I felt like another student. I'm not saying I needed special attention--I just wanted to feel part of a fun atmosphere and that everyone was welcoming. One of the girls even said to Dr.Whoever, "you should point out the high school students and bring them to the front of the class." Like, shut the fuck up, bitch and PAY ATTENTION. I'm not in college yet; I don't have to do anything.
Once that was done we met back with my group's tour lady and the other 3 girls that were around were talking to her and I felt ignored. I tried to say something and I was ignored. The girl standing next to me, in this orange jacket from Old Navy, was very annoying. Oh, and the tag for her jacket was still on. I was laughing so hard at that in my head. Hah! But anyway, she kept going on and on about how her cousin went to Meredith and her mom did too. Well, I guess you're going too, huh?! Good. Good for you!
Then once that was done I met my parents back at the auditorium for some financial aid meeting. I saw my parents sitting in the back and they could instantly tell that I was not too fond of Meredith. My parents didn't like it much either. My mom said that she didn't get the warm/fuzzy feeling that she did at Peace. She also said that "you just know sometimes." And I know that I don't belong at Meredith.
I do hope to still get accepted because it is my fall-back school. If I don't get into Peace I will be EXTREMELY upset and I'll probably move to Montana or some shit and work on a farm. Peace is where I belong and I completely know that now. I kept comparing Meredith to Peace the whole time I was there. I think that means I really do love Peace and there's nothing that can surpass that.
I didn't feel welcome; the only people who felt welcoming were the people in the admissions office--surprising, I know.
Once that was over, I joined my group to visit an actual classroom and sit in on it. I was assigned to an English class with a teacher, Dr. Somethingorother, and they were reading 'Their Eyes Were Watching God' which turned on the light bulb in my head. I think we're reading that book in AP English next semester. I tried my hardest to pay attention, but this teacher SUCKED. He was a horrible reader and I just couldn't stand to sit there anymore. All of the girls were on Facebook and hardly paying attention.
I didn't feel welcome there either. Honestly, I felt like another student. I'm not saying I needed special attention--I just wanted to feel part of a fun atmosphere and that everyone was welcoming. One of the girls even said to Dr.Whoever, "you should point out the high school students and bring them to the front of the class." Like, shut the fuck up, bitch and PAY ATTENTION. I'm not in college yet; I don't have to do anything.
Once that was done we met back with my group's tour lady and the other 3 girls that were around were talking to her and I felt ignored. I tried to say something and I was ignored. The girl standing next to me, in this orange jacket from Old Navy, was very annoying. Oh, and the tag for her jacket was still on. I was laughing so hard at that in my head. Hah! But anyway, she kept going on and on about how her cousin went to Meredith and her mom did too. Well, I guess you're going too, huh?! Good. Good for you!
Then once that was done I met my parents back at the auditorium for some financial aid meeting. I saw my parents sitting in the back and they could instantly tell that I was not too fond of Meredith. My parents didn't like it much either. My mom said that she didn't get the warm/fuzzy feeling that she did at Peace. She also said that "you just know sometimes." And I know that I don't belong at Meredith.
I do hope to still get accepted because it is my fall-back school. If I don't get into Peace I will be EXTREMELY upset and I'll probably move to Montana or some shit and work on a farm. Peace is where I belong and I completely know that now. I kept comparing Meredith to Peace the whole time I was there. I think that means I really do love Peace and there's nothing that can surpass that.
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