I get put down everywhere I go. What would make this website any different? I was expecting that response.
Meh, I offered advice as a kid who was also homeschooled, yet attended a JC.
But why would you choose to attend a JC? Idk. I feel like my work would be wasted, because Iāve only really been homeschooled (and I have to lie about that on applications half the time) for the last year. The rest of my time was spent pursuing good grades and trying to get myself out of the house.
Cheaper, can attend without loans
Actual professors, not graduate students
No SAT
Transfer after 2 years
No one cares where you got your undergrad from. āPrestigiousā schools for undergrad are about making connections in the corporate world. Getting your core credits knocked out at a JC and then finishing at a 4 year is way less expensive for a very similar outcome.
This. Many of my students defer their enrollment at great schools, including Ivy League schools, to attend our local community college.
It is a great option.
So, it was good advice. You just arenāt in the mood to listen to it.
And the common denominator is? You?
I feel for you, I really do, but until you get out of this āvictimā mentality your life is not going to change. You really need to realize YOU CAN change that, IF you wanted to. History is full of people that had a shitty start and ended up doing great, even impossible, things.
Your possibilities are limitless.
Throwing a temper tantrum and blaming somebody else is just a waste of time and energy. It would be better put to use doing something constructive to improve your situation.
Nah, youāve just decided youāre a victim, without options.
Flattered, but no one would notice if I stopped posting.
I came back from dropping my wife off at work with the kids this morning, put my oldest son on the school bus, got my youngest (3) a bowl of cereal and something to drink, and lay down on our recently acquired giant and super comfy sectional couch while my son sat in front of me with his cereal, drink, and a bunch of legos at the coffee table. Itās 7:30 and I got virtually no sleep last night.
I blink.
I slowly open my eyes and realize Iāve accidentally fallen asleep. The first thing I see is the clock on the oven. Itās 10:30. I go to freak the fuck out and stand up immediately only to realize that my son is still sitting in front of me, still picking at his cereal (he doesnāt like milk in it), still playing with legos, but is wearing a full, head-to-toe Batman suit that I got his older brother for Halloween.
After running around the house frantically trying to find what he must have gotten into, I canāt find anything, and have determined that he spent somewhere between 0-3 hours playing with legos, decided he wanted to be Batman, got the suit from his brotherās closet, put it on, and spent the remainder of the 3 hours playing with legos. Never made a noise beyond whispering to himself, and Iām a pretty light sleeper.
Is he actually Batman?
I am getting my core credits. Thatās what Iām saying. Iām leaving with the first year and a half of college done. Thatās why I donāt believe it would make sense for me to go to another JC for two years. Iām in a good spot for a four-year university. I just canāt get to one.
I would.
Who else is gonna laugh at my lions mane soul patch?
Confession: I take some pretty goofy pictures.
Finish your associates and find an adult degree completion program. Apply for the summer start cohort and petition the age limit. Then, graduate in 16 months paying what a normal person would pay for a single year at a four year.
Thatās what I did. No debt.
You, sir, might be a genius. Sorry I insulted you. I shouldnāt have done that. I thought you were being super condescending.
I had no idea I could do that.
You didnāt and you canāt. Being insulted is up to me.
You have the same life disposition as my younger, homeschooled, brother.
Not true, especially since Iām really interested in how youāre still alive after going from 0-3 kids overnight. Maybe not having infants helped a bit, I felt like I was going to murder everyone in the world after a few months of having 2 under 2.
Youāre right, dude. Sorry for my ill intent, then. Iāve been trying to be more proactive and positive but I just freaked when 15 colleges sent me emails telling me that I needed to have in a bunch of documents that I submitted three months ago. Also, I didnāt like my Yale interviewer (cut me off, rushed me out of the interview) so that might be a point towards JC.
OMG! The panic! I took a 20 min nap once, woke up three hours later, thought it was morning, couldnāt find my son, ran around like a maniac. It 5pm not am. He was at my momās, just fine, where I left him, three hours ago⦠lmao. But that initial panic is a bitch!
I miss legos⦠![]()
Actually⦠I miss the worry free life when I was playing with legos
It scared me a lot, haha. Neither of them have ever been āunsupervisedā for even close to that long, but fortunately my house is extremely childproofed. Still, thoughā¦kids are pretty creative in finding dangerous shit to get into, so Iām hoping had he fallen or something other than whispered and tiptoed Iād have woken up. 3 fuckin hours went like it was time travelā¦
They sell them everyday. You donāt have to miss them. Meditation can be more than sitting crossed legged and breathing ![]()
