Thursday, December 17, 2009

Quit-Pitt-Shit

I am done. Done. And I'm never going back.

Until the beginning of January. But it will be even more short lived than this little obsession that brought me here. I hate (as in, absolutely) this college. I took my last final today. I did terribly. Just one of those things you know off the bat. The reason you know it is because you never knew it; I don't think I learned a damn thing this semester. The things that some of these "professors" attempted to teach the class were wrong. And I am aware of this misinformed knowledge because I've ALREADY LEARNED THIS STUFF IN COLLEGE!!!

The texts are outdated (usually something I normally wouldn't mind due to my desire to use cheaper older editions, but my god, things in the health realm do change if FIVE years pass). My Informatics book cited Wikipedia. WIKIPEDIA. One of my professors sounded very adamant when telling us that men have atypical chest pain during a heart attack, whereas women have that very strong, heavy, crushing feeling when the heart infarcts (ummmm, I think most of us--non-health people included--learn in middle school that this is in fact not the case). They try to teach us to do a nutritional assessment by having us keep a 3 day food diary OURSELVES (and why not do an actual assessment on someone else, like you would on a patient, that makes far too much sense). These are a few things that have really irked my bones the past 4 months in regards to the curriculum/program content. Don't even get me started on the positioning of the soap dispensers in the bathrooms...

I can honestly say I've never been more let down by such a huge life decision in my, ahem, life. Ugh. This education ain't cheap.

Disappointment such as this has led to a bit of a turn: I'm quitting Pitt (with the exception of a disaster management course just for kicks) and transferring to Ohio University. It's going to be so much more wallet-friendly as well as less time-constraining (as far as my ridiculous night-day-night-day swing shift schedule goes). It's an online program. I've always felt a little funny doing internet classes in the past, but I'm much more excited about this than paying 6 G's a semester to listen to incompetent professors rattle on...

Also exited, I might add, to be reunited with G Town peeps (word to my mother) even if only briefly...THIS week!!!