There are a lot of things I like about my college. One of the main things I like is how they communicate their expectations. The professors are clear and give you plenty of warning before things, you know, like tests.
Well that foresight also translates into their summer accelerated program. You know why you have to have such foresight? Cause it’s crazy intense. And not just the program...the preparation for the program. You have to have shots and TB tests done, get a specific form of CPR certification, fill out mounds of paperwork, buy scrubs, get a stethoscope, oh and figure out a way to pay for the whole thing. (Personally, I’m hoping for a loaves and fishes kind of situation. In case that doesn’t happen, a bank is my second choice—as in robbing one. Kidding.)
I have ranted numerous times about the cost of college education, but the summer school thing is a whole new ball of wax. (Could someone please count the number of colloquialisms I use in one post? This might be a personal best.) Because it crosses two school years, and because it’s 19 credit hours, there is just not enough of the federally allotted money to go around. Also, some brilliant politician decided to change the wording in one section, so now there is even less, but I digress.
As a law abiding citizen, bank robbing is clearly out of the picture, so I figure I will give the school a kidney and half my liver. I hear there’s a market for such things.....