The Buzz of the Finals

I cannot espouse the depth and scope of my ire when it comes to the school’s computer system in the library.  I love libraries, I spent a great deal more time than a sane person in the library at state as well as here, and I confess I even attempted to work at the library in both locals to utilize my time there to a greater extent.  That said, my feelings for the lifeless machines, perhaps exacerbated by deadlines, is quite incensed in the most tranquil of moments, and outright madness when any amount of urgency is required.

I can guarantee, that plenty of others can identify with these sentiments, and that fair amount of people are thinking to themselves that they went through the same thing.  I have already received the bleeding heart sentiments of faux sympathy.  I understand that students are generally expected to have no life.  And perhaps I am more so foolish for additionally learning Arabic.  But when it comes down to it, what is at the real heart of the matter is, I was spoiled by Penn State.

The campus was living and breathing twenty-four hours a day, the library never closed and you had not only enough computer labs to satiate the student body, but also had areas for group projects, for individual projects, for quiet reading and facilities to alleviate stress.  Yoga classes, karate classes, gyms and tracks.  There were clubs and teams and a whole weekend program put on for the student body, just in case you were bored and didn’t have plans.  I do miss LateNite, free movies and board games with friends on a lazy evening (settlers anyone?)

It has been asked if I’m home sick, and the answer really is no (sorry Mom and Dad).  The truth of the matter is, I just miss all the accoutrements of a large university. I miss getting electric bills and phone bills I can understand without going to my neighbor (who has the kindest heart, and most patient soul) to translate it.

So for those of you still in school, I know even here I have it plenty better than many others who may lack even the most basic of supplies, who use outdated text books or no books period.  I realize that even with my disappointment in the technology, I am still a very fortunate individual, so I just wanted to share that with you (and finally vent a little frustration at our beloved computer system).

Coming up, when I do not have a paper on the writing block, will be at least one story on my most recent trip to Safat, which reminded me a lot of my trip with Altron to Silent Hill.  Until next time!