NYU, I try to love you, but you make it so hard.

Basically since my first semester at NYU, I've been wondering whether I made the right choice by coming here. (Current consensus: No.) Maybe I would have liked to live in a college town. Maybe I would have liked to go to football/ basketball games. Maybe I would have liked a campus and done sports/ clubs again. Maybe I didn't get enough of high school. New York would always be there waiting for me; was I missing out on an intrinsic part of my post-adolescence, the quintessential college experience?
Probably not. A college town would be fun for a semester and I didn't really like the football games all that much in high school. I could work instead of wasting my time in club meetings. I miss track (sort of), but I can work out whenever I want. Oh except I can't. I found out today that I can't use Palladium or Coles because I'm not a summer student or living in housing. What NYU, you haven't taken my money recently enough? Will it be ok once my check for fall tuition clears? I especially love how they don't publicize this fact at all. Can I still use the library? (That's the first non-rhetorical question. I really don't know.)
For a school so dependent on tuition for its operating expenses, NYU doesn't have much regard for its students. When I worked at the telethon, for a week, we were constantly reminded that NYU's endowment is extremely small and that our alumni give so little to our school that it actually hurts our rankings. Between the decrepit, vermin-infested dorms, the professors who can't learn my name after an entire semester, and the suicidal depressants, drug dealers and embezzlers that make up the student body, it's no wonder that people graduate and don't look back. Sure, NYU had to temper my extremely high expectations of college (it's the best four years of your life! It's non-stop fun) that were fed by teachers and parents in high school. And it's not like my time here has been all bad. I have made good friends, had some amazing experiences, and gained independence and awareness of both my self and the world. But I feel that all of those things are a result of my efforts. The few things that I do expect from the school: a decent dorm room, a gym, and an office of career services; I haven't gotten. The dorm rooms have been uniformly dirty and decrepit and the office of Career Services might as well be a part of Stern. Those were two of the reasons that I picked NYU! It's become a cliche that NYU students complain a lot (and kill ourselves), but I think we have more than enough reason too.