Personal Narrative: A Day In The Student Services Center
A young female NEET walks into her future college in a sunny, windy day in August. As the youngster enters the Student Services Center building she feels a nice cold breeze brush upon her soft face, leaving the hot evil air outside. She found herself in a busy area. She found students lining up at admissions and others waiting to be called in the advisement center. She walked to the cashier line, luckily where a long line didn’t exist. After she paid for her Reading TSI exam, she walked rapidly as if she were speed walking, to the testing room. As she signs up for the reading exam, the test instructor walks the young person into a cold computer room. She sits down in this squeaky, cushioned rolling chair and looks around. She could hear the students taping on the keyboards rapidly with their fingers,
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She thanks the instructor and walks to the advisement center to register for classes. As she waits to be called she feels her stomach growling. She barely noticed her hunger. She started imaging those tender, juicy chicken strips from Whataburger, with the salty fried fries, and the soft moist Texas toast with a nice cold Sprite. “Karla,” she snaps out of her world of food as soon as she hears her name and walks to the advisor’s office. The small office faintly smelled like the cologne her ex-boyfriend uses. She sat on a rough chair while the advisor registered her. After waiting a while, the advisor hands her a paper with the classes she’ll take and what time they start at. She walks out of the office feeling tired yet accomplished. She walks to the parking area where her family was waiting for her. She informs them that she was officially a college student and that she was very hungry. While the family heads to a fast food restaurant to celebrate, the young woman fills her mind of college thoughts. She feels excited to start something new and proud of taking another step into her
She thanks the instructor and walks to the advisement center to register for classes. As she waits to be called she feels her stomach growling. She barely noticed her hunger. She started imaging those tender, juicy chicken strips from Whataburger, with the salty fried fries, and the soft moist Texas toast with a nice cold Sprite. “Karla,” she snaps out of her world of food as soon as she hears her name and walks to the advisor’s office. The small office faintly smelled like the cologne her ex-boyfriend uses. She sat on a rough chair while the advisor registered her. After waiting a while, the advisor hands her a paper with the classes she’ll take and what time they start at. She walks out of the office feeling tired yet accomplished. She walks to the parking area where her family was waiting for her. She informs them that she was officially a college student and that she was very hungry. While the family heads to a fast food restaurant to celebrate, the young woman fills her mind of college thoughts. She feels excited to start something new and proud of taking another step into her