The Beginning of My Journey to College
When I finally made the decision to attend Hampton University; along with that decision came the Pre-College program, that I was advised to attend in order to become acquainted with the school. The months that lead up to June 18th were filled with excitement and anticipation. There was no time more exciting than the last days before I left. I was ready. Ready to take the next step and become a student at Hampton. Though everyone I know that has attended Hampton has thoroughly enjoyed their experience here, I had to experience it myself. I was a little skeptical of the Historically Black University, because despite Hampton's high status amongst its fellow Historically Black Colleges and Universities, it does not rank as high, amongst other schools. However, I believed that I needed the experience of being surrounded by young black people, who are as eager to learn as I am. In the days that came before the beginning of the program, I purchased the necessary supplies for the program
This was just the beginning of the incompetence. , room and school supplies; and mentally prepared myself for the journey I was about to embark on, the first stop on my road to college. Not only because I know that I will have to endure such ineptitude for four or more years but because at that point, it was the second time an unnecessarily long wait occurred. I arrived, only to have to wait for a ridiculous amount of time, to check in. ," she told me it was okay to have fun; but it is necessary to only have fun once I have completed the work the must be done. Nonetheless, I am now adjusting to college life; and I am still not quite sure if Hampton is the place for me. Though the Pre-College program often feels like the 13th grade, and I am having difficulty adjusting to the dorm life; I am trying to keep an open mind, focus on my classes, and remember the words of inspiration Kim gave me. After dealing with the many problems involved with moving in, I finally began classes; but not before waiting for three hours to register. Though I can say Hampton seems to be a school filled with people who have absolutely no power in their lives outside of the school gates, so they choose to go on power trips, at school. I was instructed to go to Du Bois Hall, where I once again found the incompetence of the administration, in the form of a full dorm. With one day before the program started, I went to get my hair done; where my hairdresser, Kim, not only did my hair, she also gave me guidance.
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