Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My counselor also laughed when I told her where I wanted to go to college. When I got in, I made 100 copies of my acceptance letter and plastered them on her office walls.
Wow. I hope you have found better outlets for your anger issues since then.
This is really nuts. So- you did better than someone thought you would. Can't you just enjoy that?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:A different perpective: when I was a teenager, I realized that I was gay. My parents were not supportive. Having a guidance counselor I could meet with was incredibly helpful. My parents were furious that she talked with me about this topic, especially when I entered (and quickly exited) my first relationship. They went to the school, they talked to the principal, they tried to get her fired. But she stood tough and while I wish she hadn't had to go through that on my behalf (I didn't find out about most of it til later), I am so grateful she did. I know there are kids out there who literally owe their lives to her and people like her. So without knowing what the advice or topic was that OP dislikes, I would struggle to blame the guidance counselor.
I suspect this is closer to the truth of this OP than the college application examples. If it were the latter, OP would have no problem just saying that. Instead, she plays coy about it, probably because she knows that if she revealed the source of the disagreement, she'd be flamed six ways to Tuesday.
Anonymous wrote:A different perpective: when I was a teenager, I realized that I was gay. My parents were not supportive. Having a guidance counselor I could meet with was incredibly helpful. My parents were furious that she talked with me about this topic, especially when I entered (and quickly exited) my first relationship. They went to the school, they talked to the principal, they tried to get her fired. But she stood tough and while I wish she hadn't had to go through that on my behalf (I didn't find out about most of it til later), I am so grateful she did. I know there are kids out there who literally owe their lives to her and people like her. So without knowing what the advice or topic was that OP dislikes, I would struggle to blame the guidance counselor.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My counselor also laughed when I told her where I wanted to go to college. When I got in, I made 100 copies of my acceptance letter and plastered them on her office walls.
Wow. I hope you have found better outlets for your anger issues since then.
This is really nuts. So- you did better than someone thought you would. Can't you just enjoy that?
I think that's a perfectly reasonable response from an 18 year old. Can't you think before you post your criticism?
That's not reasonable.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My counselor also laughed when I told her where I wanted to go to college. When I got in, I made 100 copies of my acceptance letter and plastered them on her office walls.
Wow. I hope you have found better outlets for your anger issues since then.
This is really nuts. So- you did better than someone thought you would. Can't you just enjoy that?
I think that's a perfectly reasonable response from an 18 year old. Can't you think before you post your criticism?
Anonymous wrote:was this at Wilson?Anonymous wrote:My kid's guidance counselor kept pushing him to apply to Rutgers and discouraging him from applying to Ivies. After his second meeting with her and a phone call I made, my son was told to work around her rather than with her. He went to Stanford.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My counselor also laughed when I told her where I wanted to go to college. When I got in, I made 100 copies of my acceptance letter and plastered them on her office walls.
Wow. I hope you have found better outlets for your anger issues since then.
This is really nuts. So- you did better than someone thought you would. Can't you just enjoy that?
was this at Wilson?Anonymous wrote:My kid's guidance counselor kept pushing him to apply to Rutgers and discouraging him from applying to Ivies. After his second meeting with her and a phone call I made, my son was told to work around her rather than with her. He went to Stanford.
Anonymous wrote:My counselor also laughed when I told her where I wanted to go to college. When I got in, I made 100 copies of my acceptance letter and plastered them on her office walls.