this is a rant.
small background: I'm on academic probation. I did LOUSY last semester (although not as bad as i originally thought, i'll get to that later). I did so bad i decided to take it easy this semester, to get my head back on straight. I was burnt out and well...it sure showed during the semester.
so a couple weeks ago i got this e-mail on my emich account, confirming that i am on probation and saying i should make an appoint with the student academic advising team. after a couple weeks of neglecting it, i decided to call and make an appointment because i had no idea what "academic probation" means. it wasn't in the e-mail and it wasn't on their website either (that i could find). so i called and made an appointment for like 9 am.
9 am hit and i was there. and i had to fill out this form about who i was and what my gpa is (i put <2.0) and my "probation level." i had no idea what that meant so i just put a '?' and then on the back of the pamphlet they had a little questioniare about some factors why i did poorly last semester. and it said to put comments where needed, but the area to put ANY comment was "_______" NO joke. took me about 5 minutes to get trough it, even though i left like 4 blank
after an additional 15 minutes and 2 phone calls to his office, he finally came out to get me. the very first thing he asked was if i used my e-mich email and i said "no" and he had a mini fit. "your e-mich should be the only e-mail you use! Be professional about it! No professional would use yahoo or google or hotmail." and then the remainder of the first half hour was him giving me sheets of paper about some resources for school. and then he stopped and looked at me and asked "so what's your answer" what answer??? you never asked 1 god damn thing. ALL you've done is giving me papers on how to be a better student. cuz apparently i'm too retarded to know the resources around me. and then he asked me if i knew how to figure out my gpa. i groaned and said yes. but he explained how to anyway. he first saying that you go into probation if your gpa is below 2.0 and then the school has a policy where basically you have 3 semester to get your gpa back up to at least a 2.0 and then financial aid as well. and then the school offers to retake classes to change your grade for the class. so he showed me that my gps is....1.93. I"m happy because i thought my gpa would've been like <1.3 or something. cuz i know i did bad last semester, but not as bad as i thought. and then he looked at me like i was crazy being happy for my current gpa, and all he really said was "it doesn't round up" continuing that i'm just some retard
He then started looking over my classes i have taken at emich and noticed that i had received honors credit for math and that i took calc 1 and calc 2 here. and looked at me and asked "why are you taking these math classes?" i told him because i wanted to get to the highest math class there, and decided to start at calc 1 again because it's been a long while since i took calc 2. and then he looked at me. in disbelief. NOT because i'm taking calc for fun but... "maybe you should start at [insert's minimum math requirement class name here]" I WAS SO PISSED. I DON'T THINK HIGHLY OF MYSELF...EVER. AND YOU LITTLE FUCKER, I TAKE PRIDE IN MY MATHEMATICAL ABLILITY! IT IS ONE OF THE VERY FEW THINGS I'M PROUD OF MYSELF. and this FUCKER had to destroy it. HOW DARE YOU E
VEN ASSUME ANYTHING ABOUT MYSELF WITHOUT ASKING 1 DAMN THING!!! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU UNDERSTAND ANYTHING OR GET TO KNOW THE ROOT PROBLEM WITHOUT ASKING 1 FUCKING THING (more on this later)
so after a small silence he manage to ask me a simple question about last semester "were there any problems outside of school?" YES. BECAUSE IT'S NEVER THE SCHOOL'S FAULT. i manage to hint that there were problems school wise "no, not really, but the math class was just bad scheduling" "what do you mean?" "Well, they were 45 minute classes." "Ok?" "Well, the first thing is that we spent the first 30 minutes answering problem (2 if we're LUCKY) from last night's homework and then, the last 10-15 minutes TRYING to cram the new material." "Oh, I don't see anything wrong with that" WHAT??? WHAT THE FLYING FUCK ARE YOU ON???? YOU CAN'T HAVE A MATH CLASS BUILT LIKE THIS. WHEN YOU ONLY GET 10 MINUTES OF GETTING NEW INFORMATION. WHERE PPL HAVE TONS OF QUESTIONS, OF WHICH THE TEACHER CAN'T REALLY ANSWER, BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME. HOW THE FUCK IS NOT A PROBLEM????
I had enough of him at this point. I wanted to just get up and leave. it seemed pointless because how this was being treated. so after another silence he asked me what my degree was in. "S.A.G" (simulation, animation, Gaming) of which he replied "same here." (i don't believe him) so he went on telling about how i should contact the head ppl of the college of technology and their advisors. so by now it's like 9:50 and i'm DYING to leave. so he asked what specifically i wanted to do. i told him i want to go into gaming. I believe he gave a look of "you can't do that" his only response was "you want to be a part of the process or pr?" "i want to be part of the process." "Artist?" "No, i can't draw to save my life" "So a programmer?" 'yes" "you know there's more to game industry than that" --I guess he just assumed that I'M TOO RETARDED TO MAKE A GAME.FUCKER, I HAVE MADE MORE THAN 2 GAMES (though the 2 are the best i've made) AND YOU KNOW WHAT? THEY WERE BEST OF CLASS IN A STUDENT SHOW AND ONE OF THEM WAS ON THE FRONT PAGE OF NEWGROUNDS. i hate this guy. to the core. I hate him. I want him dead. -- he then just kind explained other ways to be a part of the gaming industry that's not in the process of making games. I swear to god he was gonna say something along the lines of "maybe you should reconsider. it's a hard process of making game" but he didn't. but he did. i would've torn him a new one.
So then, he turned me to saying "I didn't get much of a feedback from you." WELL GEE. IT'S NOT LIKE YOU ASKED ME ANYTHING!! YOU NEVER ASKED ME WHAT HAPPENED LAST SEMESTER. OR EVEN THINK THAT THERE MIGHT SOME PROBLEMS BY THE SCHOOL. NO OF COURSE NOT. EASTERN IS A FUCKING PARADISE AND NOTHING CAN EVER GO FUCKING WRONG. MAYBE IF YOU ACTUALLY ASKED ME A LEGITIMATE QUESTION ABOUT LAST SEMESTER, YOU MIGHT'VE GOTTEN A "FEEDBACK" BUT NO. YOU JUST FUCKING ASSUMED THAT I'M SOME RETARD WHO DOESN'T KNOW JACK FUCKING SHIT. seriously, the way he talked to me throughout the thing was i was such a lower lower than him, than i ever COULD be. So...i have to see him again on the 22nd. for god only knows what. maybe he'll actually do something smart. and ask me what was the problem. Idk. i just might not even go. I just wanted to go to see what "academic probation" means and what this means for me. but he only talked about it for 5 minutes.
i think that's it....i can't and i dont' want to remember right now. i'm burnt out being uber upset. so...sigh.
if there's more i'll just add to this one and hopefully the next meeting won't be THIS bad. meh
