Sometimes in life there are things which are the opposite of awesome. It is important, therefore, to educate ones self in order to avoid doing anything that would be entirely un-awesome. This article, written about my Alma Mater (*gag*), aims to do just that.

Disclaimer: this school, which will be referred to henceforth as 'The School' could be any school. Any places or persons throughout who bear any resemblance to real-life places or persons is purely coincidental.

When I was a young lad of 17 I heard about The School through a friend in my church. After investigation into several sources I found it was a small private school with low tuition and an engineering program. I thought to myself: "Hey, cheap + tech = I'M SO THERE!!!!!" So I went up for an interview. Needless to say, the people whom I met were very charming. Indeed, the interviewer was an attractive female who looked to be no older than 25. Yowza! I then took my tour through the campus and visited all of the nice shiny new buildings (I'll get back to this later.) I thoroughly enjoyed my visit and began to seriously consider The School.

Time passed and I ended up getting put on the waiting list for said school. Because I was already accepted into a prestigious technical school, I decided to enroll there instead. I went to orientation and much to my dismay did not enjoy the atmosphere very much. However, late in July I received my acceptance letter from The School. Now I had to choose between the school where I had already enrolled or the school who decided to accept me only a month before the school year began. It was a very difficult decision and in the end I ended up making one of the worst decisions of my life.

I enrolled at The School.

The First Day