I’ll post this directly because I woke up this morning to a working internet connection. The cable TV had returned as well, sometime during the night or early morning. It meant that things were more or less back to normal at home, and the last step to getting back to life as usual was filling […]
Okay, so I can’t really complain about Kean’s tuition policy because even under a full-time student plan, it’s still way lower than a state university’s. It just came as a shock when I went to register late for my independent study and found out that I’d be paying an EXTRA $2300 for adding that one […]
I went down to Kean to take care of some paperwork today. No, that’s it – that’s the joke. Funny, right? The idea that anyone would be around the week before the start of the semester to help me out. Okay, I guess that’s a bit harsh… so I went down there and […]
I’ve got a storage drive in my computer with file in it going back as far as ten years ago. “Dawn” – my first epic-scale story idea that was going to be a graphic novel illustrated by Cody.
I once had a dream – a violent, courageous dream – in which people fought against each […]
From A New Kean Redux
Pictured above is what’s known as The Castle, the Admissions Central and office of the president. A visual representation of my enemy. It looks pretty nice, right?
This is the first time ever that the school’s registrar has frustrated me so much. I just need three more […]
From A New Kean
Headed down to Kean yesterday and today to try to catch ANYONE willing to do some advising. Nada. I think everyone’s still on vacation… and they’ve got the right idea. Since I didn’t get to meet with anyone, I did some work and toured around the campus as […]
School has been over for a week, but I’m behind on a project that I need to hand in very soon. My professor has been kind enough to give me an extension with grade penalties, but I’ve been having problems thinking up ideas for what to do with this assignment.
I basically have to create […]
Loc: Kean University
Light glitters on my notebook page, dashing through the dancing leaves on the tree outside. Breezes stream upward and in through the window beside me, pressing a soft cushion of air against my face like a pillow. I wouldn’t mind spending more afternoons in this fashion.