East Tennessee State University - Buccaneer Yearbook (Johnson City, TN)

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Registering by computer makes the pains fewer.

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Sometimes trying to move a refrigerator isn't very simple. how are you? Give me a hug!” said a distant voice. She heard footsteps nearing her door; she wanted to bar out any intruders. The key inserted in the lock was like a knife into her heart. It's all over now, she thought. She could hear someone struggling with boxes and suitcases. The door opened and she sat there defenseless. A tall figure in cutoffs entered her room. Hi, I'm Susan, she said, waiting for a reply. The words pierced her throat as she slowly said. I' ... m ... Don ... na. Susan understood the plight of a freshman. She was a junior who seemed to know everyone on the hall. She kept Donna busy meeting people. Soon Donna forgot the pain she had buried in her mind. Classes would begin tomorrow . . . After a week of rushing to classes, getting lost in the crowd, and an abundance of frustration. Donna became just another college freshman. Janet Kyte resorted to every possible means to carry her load Moving In 17

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What do I take now? Registration, what a bummer! Has Anybody Got An Aspirin? Pamela Boone When students graduate from high school they are faced with a choice to make about the rest of their lives. Either they get a job and go to work or they go to college and have some fun”. This myth is soon proven false to the future college freshmen because of his first experience of orientation. He finds the fun comes only after many head-aches.” Of course the university tries to ease the hardship by plenty of speakers, free food, and good entertainment. This years' freshmen orientation was no exception. University personnel spent a great deal of time telling so called humorous jokes and giving solid advice, while ARA spread the tables with delicious foods and drinks. Entertainment was provided by some already popular faces on campus. But after the fun and games came the real stuff. .. . making decisions. The time came to claim a major, fill out a card and stand in line. Many doubtful minds turned to newly appointed advisors who rattled off factual” information (like a computer with a broken memory bank) on what the average beginning student should sign up for. The decisions they made would determine what they would do with their lives and what they would become when they finally grew up. Nervously they thanked their advisors, (secretly hoping not to ever have them for a class), and gathered their cards, pamphlets, and registration books, then stumbled down to the administration building. After standing in line for an hour and a half and having their pictures made with their mouths open and eyes shut, they make it to the computer. Five more minutes.” they thought, and I can go home. Then they heard the student worker say. I’m sorry. Three out of five of your classes are full. You’ll have to start over. Without pausing to think or hear his own words, the student cries ... Has anybody got an aspirin? Orientation 19