Georgian
Carley and I visited Georgian College in Barrie today, which meant a crappy drive along the 400 as it was raining on and off the whole time. I must say - comparing this tour to the one I went on at Humber all those years ago - Georgian has actually got their act together. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't perfect - it started off with one lady doing a very long extended metaphor on how a kid's life is like a car (it needs oil changes, spark plugs, etc.). Read my poetry, I'm not at all fond of extended metaphors.
But, getting to the tour, we actually got broken up into groups depending on what programs we were in (and Carley and I were two of probably only a dozen people who didn't have their parents in tow, God I feel old).
At Humber, some girl just kinda vaguely pointed to the various wings of the school and told us that if we were taking Program X we'd be down that hall, and etc. It really was a waste of time.
I'll give them credit, the sessions were quite informative, especially as both Carley and I will have co-op terms to deal with. That's assuming I can even afford to go to school what with my being a "high-risk driver" and whatnot.
The day wasn't all good, though, as Carley and I did lose one another for a while (about 10 minutes for me, an hour for her). She got out much earlier than I did, and walked around the Registar's office and the bookstore. I, however, wound up at the campus restaurant. Eventually, Carley called (thank you cell phones!) and we discovered we were not really anywhere near eachother, and, what's more, we didn't really know how to get to the other. But, everything turned out all right, and we were reunited! It turns out we were actually fairly close but, of course, on the first day in a new school, you pretty much are left with absolutely no idea where you're going.
So, all in all, a good, albeit rainy, day. And lunch at East Side Mario's is always good. Boo-yeah. Let's just hope I'm not spending $18,000 a year on insurance come July.
But, getting to the tour, we actually got broken up into groups depending on what programs we were in (and Carley and I were two of probably only a dozen people who didn't have their parents in tow, God I feel old).
At Humber, some girl just kinda vaguely pointed to the various wings of the school and told us that if we were taking Program X we'd be down that hall, and etc. It really was a waste of time.
I'll give them credit, the sessions were quite informative, especially as both Carley and I will have co-op terms to deal with. That's assuming I can even afford to go to school what with my being a "high-risk driver" and whatnot.
The day wasn't all good, though, as Carley and I did lose one another for a while (about 10 minutes for me, an hour for her). She got out much earlier than I did, and walked around the Registar's office and the bookstore. I, however, wound up at the campus restaurant. Eventually, Carley called (thank you cell phones!) and we discovered we were not really anywhere near eachother, and, what's more, we didn't really know how to get to the other. But, everything turned out all right, and we were reunited! It turns out we were actually fairly close but, of course, on the first day in a new school, you pretty much are left with absolutely no idea where you're going.
So, all in all, a good, albeit rainy, day. And lunch at East Side Mario's is always good. Boo-yeah. Let's just hope I'm not spending $18,000 a year on insurance come July.
