ASS-P wrote:
Okay, now I'm going to post again about the circumstances where it worked out that I never truly got to go, under the right circumstances, to uni - meaning " college " in the sense most people mean when they say " college ", meaning a four-year (in theory), residential, " regular " B.A. track or other degree place. I will use the I-know-it-as Australian phrase " uni " for that - and I will say " cc " to refer to community college, night school, any such " you can get a college education but it's not the full-fledged " uni " experience " thing.
Yes, I have said many times that I want to go to uni - but I was not, and am not, denying the scenario " Well, you have to go to cc first - THEN you can go to uni!! ! ! ! You just have to prove yourself)get practice - ' pay your dues ' (he said, a littlle bitterly

) - at cc first. THEN you can go to uni!! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

". Remember, I was trying to go. to City College of San Francisco last year, when I still lived in SF. So you don't need to jump down my throat and tell me that (he said, a little bitterly). It's nessasary, I guess, in my situation

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But, I want to tell you about my past attempts to go to uni. And how the College-Industrial Complex spat in my face - or shat on me - over & over

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I think what this is really about is another attempt to get in, with possible soliciting of aid from people at this forum. Tell me this in all seriousness--how would you keep up with classes when you are in the hospital all the time? I'm demanding a straight up answer to this in a straightforward and no blubbering incoherence fashion. Because from your posts, you are, and its no exaggeration to say, in the hospital or a rehab center or some other such place every other week.
If I don't get a straight answer to this, I'm going to write off any other such posts as trolling, plain and simple.
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