Crying because I never went to college :-( .

Post Reply New Topic

lol...I'm crying because I went to college...

Look at my post in this guy's thread. It's the third post down from the top. That is a small summary of some of the horrors I went through in college.

viewtopic.php?t=213384

I wish I had never gone to any post-secondary institution.

...Well , we're different . I NEED to go !
What do you suggest I do , glorify in only-one-set-of-clothes homelessness for the rest of my life ?

I have mixed feelings about my college years. I was going to take courses that would have lead to a career in psychology or teaching at a developmental preschool for Sids like myself. My dad got me into a special needs job readiness programme without asking me if that was what I wanted. He presumed what he thought I could handle instead of asking me what I thought I could handle, which were two different things. I had very sour grapes until the January of 1994 when I signed out a couple of records from the library and found out who my favourite band really is. That kept me happy until a clueless character by the name of Sarena came into the mix. Sarena made fun of the Cockney dialect, which the incident caused a lot of silence between my friends and I on the phone, which nearly drove a wedge between my best friend in that prorogamme Bryan and I. I had to explain the Sarena thing to him and I was able to salvage our friendship. I was still fit to be tied until the end of the June of 1994 for two reasons. I really felt that the job programme was challenging enough for me and I was stuck sitting next to Sarena until the last day of class in June. Mind you, I am in Canada and not many young people in my part of the country speak with a Cockney accent, nor did any of my family. I also found out that the British Bobbies who made a big comeback 10 years later were making their way into British history books close to the end of my last work experience before that summer. (One of my favourite things about Britain). My college experience was nothing to write home about.

...I suppose you mean discovering the Kinks ?
I always assumed you were in the U.K. , not " up north " .





te="CockneyRebel"]I have mixed feelings about my college years. I was going to take courses that would have lead to a career in psychology or teaching at a developmental preschool for Sids like myself. My dad got me into a special needs job readiness programme without asking me if that was what I wanted. He presumed what he thought I could handle instead of asking me what I thought I could handle, which were two different things. I had very sour grapes until the January of 1994 when I signed out a couple of records from the library and found out who my favourite band really is. That kept me happy until a clueless character by the name of Sarena came into the mix. Sarena made fun of the Cockney dialect, which the incident caused a lot of silence between my friends and I on the phone, which nearly drove a wedge between my best friend in that prorogamme Bryan and I. I had to explain the Sarena thing to him and I was able to salvage our friendship. I was still fit to be tied until the end of the June of 1994 for two reasons. I really felt that the job programme was challenging enough for me and I was stuck sitting next to Sarena until the last day of class in June. Mind you, I am in Canada and not many young people in my part of the country speak with a Cockney accent, nor did any of my family. I also found out that the British Bobbies who made a big comeback 10 years later were making their way into British history books close to the end of my last work experience before that summer. (One of my favourite things about Britain). My college experience was nothing to write home about.[/quote]

..Soimeone said I should " make money , the go " to uni ~ Make money HOW ?
Do you know how old I am ?
I was never given " aspie " special treatment , and everything mostly has fallen away now ~ Should m I hyope for a crappy SRO in the Tenderloin and waiting to die , being an old man shuffling around this icky slum ? Again , not the " cool/nice " San Francisco of commercials and cool , cute , TV shows , to say something " funny " again

I'm sorry to read your sadness. However, you cannot solve your problems by crying. I was pitiful as well, but I went to college. Though I have little effort, yet have help from my mother and tutoring, I started to focus on my studies. My only way to keep going is God. Go to God by praying, ask for help, and you will be in college and focusing on your studies. Also, find yourself and your goals. Cast your cares on God and your troubles will be over. Case closed.

I am sorry you feel this way. College is not as glamorous as a lot of people make it out to be, or this is my opinion, so do not feel bad about never going. Do not compare yourself to other people. There are alternatives such as trade school.

To track your high school records, try visiting your old school. If they do not hold your records you may have to visit another place where they hold old high school records.

...I DON'T WANT to go to trade school and my old high school is 3,500 miles away !
However , thank you for your interest...

ASS-P is one year older than me. I don't think Trade School would be the solution.

ASS-P: I wonder--if you get a decent pair of jeans and a button-down shirt and shave you beard--maybe you could "sit in" on a class. See if you like it.

If you knew somebody who went to school, or somebody who knows somebody who goes to school, you'd have a better shot of "sitting in" on a class.

[quot


...You mean sneak in ? I don't think that's a good idea , being somewhere " inappropriately " , presumable I could get in Dutch at , for instance , anywhere I might want to go...And I'm 55 years old , even shaved (and I've had a beard so long , it's a pretty major part of my self-image now) , to shave years of growth just to (have to hanga round back , I wouldn't have any books or tech , which would certainly be a giveaway that is if you mean " sneak in ") ~ No , i don;t think so .
And since I have had such a consuming desire for " the REAL " college experience " , what sort of satisfaction would sitting , hiding , in the background give me ?










e="kraftiekortie"]ASS-P is one year older than me. I don't think Trade School would be the solution.

ASS-P: I wonder--if you get a decent pair of jeans and a button-down shirt and shave you beard--maybe you could "sit in" on a class. See if you like it.

If you knew somebody who went to school, or somebody who knows somebody who goes to school, you'd have a better shot of "sitting in" on a class.[/quote]

No....I didn't mean sneak in.

Maybe you happen to know somebody who goes to college. It could happen. If you do, then you stand a better chance of being able to sit in on a class.

...I don't think I do , aand besides , I sort know what I have to do ~ it's , sort of , " what choice do I have " ?
Do you mean , say , try different professors/overlapping but technically different subjects ? At least for professors/class , I suppose (IF it is do-able) CCSF is about the only option I have now ~ Their catalog mentioned (or similar) " If one particular class on a certain date for a certain subject is full , you may have to take another one at a different time " (the point being that there were several different " servings/times " , I mean) ~ Just like , if I do get into a position tyo try and go to a uni , I will likely not be able to " visit it/possibile ones in advance to see what suits you " , I will likely be below that level of options , I would likely have to decide from a distance .


quote="kraftiekortie"]No....I didn't mean sneak in.

Maybe you happen to know somebody who goes to college. It could happen. If you do, then you stand a better chance of being able to sit in on a class.[/quote]

...Look , the thought of going to uni (residential " real " college , again) is , partially anyway , that eating uni cafeteria institutional food might be better than eating at church free feed food giveaways , even though they're both cafeterias , and a dorm room , even shared , is certainly more than a shelter bed , let alone outside hL ~ I presumably could access a gym with lots of stuff that I could exercise on at a uni (IIRC , I was told that even CCSF had one) , and presumably on an idealized " nice green , piece of land " I could jog , say...Go jog in/near the Tenderloin - be the first white dude to be shot by a cop for running away from him !
If I ever get into a uni , playing up my HL status (or recent status) will probably be a factor in getting in , no matter where I go , having " been " homeless will probably always follow me somewhat , even though I would not intend it to be the first thing I'd say about myself...If there was ever a mild " cure " for some of my own " low-level " AS-ness ` what would the point be of being " cured " (And Aspie-acting " weirdness " might cross over into " homelss-acting weirdness ") ~ Would I be young again ? Going to school ?
Having a somewhat more understanding adult world/parents around me ? No .

...At my age , I even wonder about my health going downhill - If it really got to me now , in my position now , would I be Tar Baby-enclosed in some group home/board & care place that would NEVER let me go , with no " real " friends anywhere ?
I do tend to imagine something gotten through , either directly or indirectly , college/uni to be the only scenario that MIGHT could lead to be having an income that makeds SSDI unessecary " ~ Can you think of any other ?
Even if it's not for a while yet , I wonder what sort of " later years of my lifw ` when my physical mobility/health REALLY starts to fail/go downhill " residential situation I will have .
KK , you know a little about this ~ I sent you and (that other WP friend) joint PMs/E-mails discussing this?? - I had these publications and CDs and stuff that I entruested to that friend , for one day when I could use it , the friend couldn't keep them & gave them to that Seattle social worker has this yet been very not-doing-anything in results regarding that finding-my-HS-records-thing , you will recall .

...The things I sent to the friend are the ONLY other things I own other than what I am carrying or wearing ! And I can't even put them in a storage unit here , that's been #110 a month quoted to me !