Look, fucking Macalester College, the only reason I fucking came to your fucking school is because you made the biggest fucking deal to me about your creative writing program. Which I planned to fucking major in. So I decided to go to your fucking school, but how many fucking creative writing classes have I applied to get into here? Five! How many have I gotten into? ONE! And that was the fucking intro class that I already took at Warren fucking Wilson, but you wouldn’t accept my fucking transfer credits for!!! And on a smiliar note, do you know why my fucking registration sucks so bad??? BECAUSE YOU WON’T ACCEPT MY FUCKING TRANSFER CREDITS, AND I’M STILL A FUCKING SOPHOMORE!
And here’s some brilliant from the fucking registar’s office: well, next fall you can three creative writing courses, if they don’t fill up–that way you can still major in it!
Well fucking yes! Of course! Three fucking creaitve writing classes at the same time wouldn’t be an insane ammount of work for me to try to pull of! Especially when one of them is Scriptwriting! Why, that’s brilliant!
Fuck you, and I don’t even know who I want to be fucked! But fuck you, everyone who’s keeping from majoring in what I want to major in!!!
Bullets I Dodged: getting rejected from Macalester.
The thread title had me thinking they had finally found a way to tax it…
Hahaha-that’s actually pretty funny.
BUT I’M STILL PISSED!!!
I don’t blame you for being pissed.
Back when I was in college, they had what was called “arena registration.” This meant you were allowed into the gymnasium at an appointed time to fight with all the other students for the classes you needed. (It should have been swords and shields…) You would wait in line for a class, and find out that the class was closed… which meant you had to get into another line to compete for another class. There were stations where you would sign up for classes all across the gym, and no real help- no advisors, no one directing traffic, nothing. I spent several semesters having to drop/add classes like Music Theory and Advanced French (I was a comp sci major) to get into my required classes.
Fucking Registration was right! It still pisses me off, 20 years later.
[sub]I’m really glad there’s no “fucking registration”… with my luck mine would get revoked…[/sub]
We’re all feeling your pain over here, too.
Does any college anywhere have a registration office that isn’t an utter Kakfa-esque nightmare?
My favorite experience was right before the closing registration deadline a few years back. I brought my form in, and they gave me a blank stare. Woman said, “We’re encouraging all students to register online now.”
Ok, duly noted. Here’s my friggin’ form.
“You have to register online.”
But this is the registration office.
“Online.”
What in the flaming fuck do you do around here, anyway?
Man, I’ve had a very easy time registering so far. Because I’m in the Honors program, I got to register first. So as a lowly freshman I registered before all the seniors, juniors, sophs, and my fellow classmates. (I think there are like 50 people in the honors program right now)I received all my classes without a problem, and this was three weeks ago. I have classmates who are still trying to register! :eek:
Of course, the only way I can keep this level of comfort is by mainting a 3.75 GPA, but that’s not so tough, right?
Man, fuck this class registration shit! The next semester Spanish class that I want to take is filled. All three fucking sections of it, which I can’t figure out, because there’s three sections of the level I’m in now going on. Logically, there should fucking be the exact same number of people in Spanish 12, as there are plan to be in Spanish 31. And I can’t get into the fucking class.
You know, I’ve been looking for a reason to stop taking Spanish–I’m signing up for French!
<-------- is patiently waiting for them to print up her schedule, with all the classes she wanted, and hand it back
The only thing I’ve got to complain about is that I’m not taking any more Russian, and my advisor grew up in Russia, so every time I go in there, I have to invent some new excuse for why I’m not taking it.
The community college I used to go to told me that every single credit would transfer to a state college. I assumed that this wasn’t a bald-faced lie to get me to go to their crappy little school. After two years I transfered to a state college and - lo and behold! - only one third of my credits transfered. My father called the school up and talked to them. Loudly. Possibly with curse words. Anyway, after that I was informed that all of the credits had transfered.
Of course, I checked my transcript recently and guess what? There are still about a half-dozen credits that didn’t transfer. This boggles my mind. I might have to take an extra semester than I planned in order to graduate. Is it so fucking hard to give me the credits I earned for fuck’s sake?
I’ve been considering stopping the tours of prospective students in the halls and telling the kids and their parents not to go to this school.
Which would, of course, be creative writing.
Ummm, mine.
My freshman year I went to a somewhat ass-nasty state university where registration consisted of picking out about 20-25 classes you were interested in, then plugging the class codes into a computer, hoping that you could get into at least 4-5 of 'em. That felched goats. I had been hoping to major in art, and over 3 trimesters I got into one - count 'em, one - studio art class. Grrrr…
But now I’m at Northland where registration is all sweetness and light. In my 3 years here, not once have I not been able to get into a class I wanted. Come registration day I mosey across campus to the registrar, wait 10 minutes max (last time I didn’t have to wait in line at all) hand my paper to the guy, watch him type stuff in then say, “Okay, you’re all set.” And I say thanks & mosey on out. 'Tis one of the glories of a small college.
[sub]Waitaminute… Am I in the Pit? Oh, well then, schools that make registration a big fucking hassle are putrid cockjobs who should be drowned in a pool of vinegar and rotton fish heads. Er, something. Yeah.[/sub]
Mine’s really nice. I’ve never known anyone to have problems with registration, and even if the class is full, there’s always, always, always a way to get into it.
Hm. I remember my senior year of high school, discussing potential colleges with a classmate. She listed the schools she was applying to; they were all private. I mentioned that I simplu couldn’t afford private school and that I would probably be attending one of the campuses of the University of California. Apparently, she had completely bought into the private school line, because her response was “but it’s so difficult to get into classes at a public university that it takes five years to graduate.” I had no comment, because I wasn’t really sure about that.
I attended the University of California, Santa Cruz. How many classes did I have trouble getting into? One. My freshman year, when I didn’t yet understand that you can crash a class and get on the waiting list. Even after spending a year abroad, potentially endangering my ability to fulfill my requirements, I graduated a quarter early. Registration was pretty straightforward, on the phone or internet. Never had any serious trouble.
Sorry to make light of your situation, ThisYearsGirl (which is truly unfortunate), but I have to say I feel vindicated when someone at a small private university has more trouble getting into classes than I did at a medium-sized public university. I wish my high school classmate were here for me to sneer at. Not like she’d even remember the conversation, of course.
We do registration online at my college, and yes, i do work for admissions and records. What in the flaming fuck do we do around here anyway? Well…
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Answer calls from people who we’ve told a thousand times that we cannot let them register for a class because we’d be illegally violating the allowed number of people in a room (before you say that’s our problem it isnt, it’s the institutes/majors/professors/institute directors who chose the classrooms,we input the data, we dont assign classrooms for the various classes).
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We handle your files, you know, accept your transcripts. And we do have what’s known as “articulation”, which means we have a branch of the office that coordinates with JC’s to make the transfer of JC students to our university as smooth as possible (it’s not perfect, the class HAS to meet the requirements for General Ed classes for the CSU system).
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We send out registration letters, but we dont specify the time you get to register, that is handled by IT (because of online registration). We also drop people who hand in paper add/drop forms. But we do request you try the online registration first. We even have the novel idea of sending out a letter notifying students of it.
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We make sure that you, and only you, or someone you’ve given written permission can either get copies of your files, or ask for transcripts (we’ve had parents get mad and cuss at us because they dont understand that, even though they pay for their kid’s tuition, they do NOT own their kid’s records).
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We process and send out transcripts.
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And we deal with people who get upset at us for things they should have asked about weeks before they realized they needed it done. Like teaching credential students who call us two days before they get a pay raise for giving their district a copy of their transcript (they are told about it months ahead, they have no excuse), when it’s pretty common knowledge that our processing time is 3 - 5 business days.
Here’s the deal at my school with filled classes:
You select online “web waitlist” meaning that when the class roster is printed out, your name is on it (but you ARENT registered, your name has a WL next to it). If the professor allows you, you take a paper add/drop form with you to class the first day, talk to the prof, and get it signed (see, it lets us know the professor is OKing it). If the class is full due to room capacity, you stay on the wait list, and give the add/drop form to the professor, who, after the census (all dropped or not attending students get a UW - Unoficcial withdrawl next to their name), and we at admissions go through the list and drop all of the not attending students. Then, we get the add drop forms fromt he professors, and add in the students who have shown they are interested in taking the class.
Yes it sucks if the room is to capacity, but hell no are we getting fired, or fined for breaking the law. I’ve had very very little trouble getting classes I needed, and if i didnt get them, i’d take it another semester, and then take another class that i needed to take.
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You know, I don’t necessarily buy that “private colleges are more expensive” stuff. I got accepted to two colleges: Beloit and the University of Iowa. Beloit gives scholarships out the wazoo. I, the Middle-Class White Girl who Hates Math and Was Generally a Shitty Student, got one. Iowa, on the other hand, is cutting back on aid and services because the surplus of state funds they receive to stay open is at an all-time low. Oh yeah, and they’re hiking tuition this year too.
Counting scholarships, going to my tiny private college is only about $2,000 more than the freakin’ huge state school. Next year that gap will be even smaller.
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Daoawajan, you’re totally right, but at the time, I was just looking at those brochures that colleges were sending me, and freaking out. $30,000/year? Yikes! It didn’t seem possible that financial aid could cut it down into the affordable range.
Considering that I went to a school with about the most expensive housing costs in the country, it probably would have been comparable to go to a private school out of state. But I wasn’t really aware of this at the time.
Eek, sorry for the name misspell. And sorry for making you read this otherwise pointless post.
My private school is 18,000/yr. My financial aid packet was actually 22,000. Pretty sweet. As opposed to the UC system, not a single one offered me more than like 500. Gee, thanks guys.
ULV is supposed to have online registration. Apparently it’s been promised for the past 2 years. Maybe next year.