As It Is
>> Wednesday, May 7, 2008
So here's the scoop for anyone who actually reads my blog. I am not just deferring my summer semester. I had bad grades, so I am on academic suspension. Let me emphasize ACADEMIC. No, I didn't fornicate, nor did I get caught with pot or any of the myriad things you are thinking. I had bad grades. That is all.
Now what this means is that I can't go back to the school for at least a year, and I must fulfill 12 credits from another institution for them to even consider me back. But this was pretty much the last thing that has forced me away from BYU-I forever. If you would like to ask me why another time, feel free. The real problem this has caused is that I had a contract for the summer semester at Aspen Village. Since the school has kicked me out and I am no longer a student, that means I can't live there anymore. Now, call me crazy, but I would automatically assume that since the SCHOOL is essentially kicking me out of that housing, the contract would be made null and void by them. But that would be silly. No, am still held responsible for that contract, and if I can't sell it, I have to pay for it. EVEN THOUGH I AM NOT ALLOWED TO LIVE THERE. Sounds like a perfectly Christian thing to do. And I understand that a contract is binding, and that those housing complexes need to make money, but seriously how many contracts does this affect each semester? Like, two? As if the owners of those things are starved for money. Grrr.
So right now I'm at home in IF, but still working at Melaleuca in Rexburg. Good old commute. Especially since they are doing major construction on the road. Which is needed, though. Highway 20 had nearly turned into swiss cheese after this winter. I plan on moving back up to Rexburg sometime in the next couple weeks. Hopefully everything works out.
Now what this means is that I can't go back to the school for at least a year, and I must fulfill 12 credits from another institution for them to even consider me back. But this was pretty much the last thing that has forced me away from BYU-I forever. If you would like to ask me why another time, feel free. The real problem this has caused is that I had a contract for the summer semester at Aspen Village. Since the school has kicked me out and I am no longer a student, that means I can't live there anymore. Now, call me crazy, but I would automatically assume that since the SCHOOL is essentially kicking me out of that housing, the contract would be made null and void by them. But that would be silly. No, am still held responsible for that contract, and if I can't sell it, I have to pay for it. EVEN THOUGH I AM NOT ALLOWED TO LIVE THERE. Sounds like a perfectly Christian thing to do. And I understand that a contract is binding, and that those housing complexes need to make money, but seriously how many contracts does this affect each semester? Like, two? As if the owners of those things are starved for money. Grrr.
So right now I'm at home in IF, but still working at Melaleuca in Rexburg. Good old commute. Especially since they are doing major construction on the road. Which is needed, though. Highway 20 had nearly turned into swiss cheese after this winter. I plan on moving back up to Rexburg sometime in the next couple weeks. Hopefully everything works out.
4 comments:
BYU-Idaho is one of the biggest jokes of a University in this country. Hypocritical, egocentric, proud, and haughty are just a few words I would use to describe the campus, administration, and students. Go Steve for getting out!
To Benner:
ONE hot summer’s day a Fox was strolling through an orchard till he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine which had been trained over a lofty branch. “Just the things to quench my thirst,” quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning round again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with no greater success. Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: “I am sure they are sour.”
Are you serious? Sure Eric. Whatever makes you sleep better at night. I went for 3 years. The school cares more about their reputation than they do their students. You can think what you want, and things can look very different from various perspectives. But my experience was anything but educational, and I had worked hard to change it and stick with it. You never know, sometimes the grapes simply are sour. And with or without his nose in the air, at least the fox can say he tried. "Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again."
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