12 November 2009
Tuesday of last week was our enrollment (it was a special enrollment day for Graduating Students) for the new (and hopefully my last) semester so I had to go through the same old tedious nightmare process: Get the Form 5A from AS101 > Pre-advising > Enlistment > Post-advising > Student Fund payment > Library Clearance > Validation > Assessment > Payment of Tuition Fee. Anyhoo, once I was done paying the student fund, I headed straight to the building with loads of books (ah yeah, a place some call a "library"??) for the clearance -- and so I went inside (what's that word again? Oh right...) the "library" and lined up (mercifully, the line wasn't that long).
Finally, it was my turn. I handed out my Form 5 and ID to the librarian. She then typed in my student number on the computer to look for my record... No record showed up. Well, she missed a 7 -- she keyed in 0778, instead of 07778. She re-entered it (wrong student number) and again no record. I was like "Jeez!" though I chose to shut it (ADHD Alert). By some whisper of a gracious angel, she figured it out and decided to retype my student number. This time, she got it right but still nothing came up. Then, she looked at my surname and just searched for it... VALENCIA, Allan... VALENCIA, Catherine... VALENCIA, Joseph. Heck! A Dana Valencia is nowhere to be found! So she thought for a while and turned towards me with a flabbergasted face and uttered in mere disbelief: "You've NEVER borrowed anything from the library?!?" I shook my head and told her that I'm not really a fan of the library. The old cashier lady sitting beside her also became sort of weirded out that she was trying her hardest not to chortle. The old lady then asked me, "You've been in college for four years and you haven't borrowed a thing here? You're not getting what you're paying for, dear." I found the incredulous stares and the smirks of the students lining up behind me bloody ludicrous and amusing. The atmosphere then became too awkward for me. I felt like an idiot. Should I feel guilty?
While I was walking towards the exit, a friend of mine approached me with a mocking grin, telling me how amazing yet ridiculous it is that I'm already graduating this semester and have survived all those research papers and other academic crap without the help of the library. "See, I hate the gloominess of the library, the Grinch-like librarians, and let's just say I can do magic," I told her sheepishly.
Everyone seemed to be in shock. So I wonder: Is it really that implausible that one can survive four years in college without wandering around the dusty book shelves of the depressing library?
Way to go, D! -- seems like you have a knack for standing out for bizarre and stupid reasons.
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