I've been stressing about where I'm going to live next year, so I was looking at apartment stuff... After all of my searching and calculating, I was so proud I finally finished my intense spreadsheet. I sent it off to my dad to look over like he wanted, and I didn't get anything out of him about it until yesterday. I asked if he looked and he said, some. Then asked if I thought I was ready for such a big step. When I replied yes, he answered, "I'm going to bed. Nite nite." Not very helpful.
On Thursday a blizzard came through and dumped 8 inches of snow on us, closing down the school at noon... May sound good, but was really not, since I had already dragged my ass out of bed for my 11 oclock class, struggling through ankle deep snow to take a ridiculous test for a ridiculous class that everyone ended up cheating on anyways, because the prof left the room for 10 minutes during it. Friday was back to a normal schedule, at least they had the sidewalks partially scooped... I got my Martina cd, only exciting thing.
Sunday night our roof started leaking. AGAIN. We got over 6 quarts of water in 12 hours, even though they've had people up their twice to fix it. I remember after the first time, I told someone I had gotten a shower curtain and they asked if it was for our window... It should have been.
Today I stopped by the front desk to see if anyone had been up to look at our roof, since I had told them at 10:00 am monday and no one had come by 2, and the lady said all her maintenence staff had gone home for the day and she wasn't sure if they had looked at it yet. It was 3:30. There was some intense discussion in my philosophy class today because of the cheating... it was all we did today, 18 minutes of "what do you guys think I should do? I don't want to throw it out because that's not fair to those who didn't cheat," etc.
And my financial aid package was quite disappointing... I was all excited when I had an email this morning saying "Student Financial Services at Colorado State University is pleased to offer you financial aid for the 2009-2010 academic year," but when I checked there was basically nothing, just 'we're going to bury you in loans.' I'm basically giving up my first born to go to this school, it costs so much, and the school couldn't give me $500. The only reason I had a single scholarship in my financial aid award at all is because my GPA was good enough it got renewed. God forbid they give money to the out of state kids, no, let's just continuously jack up their tuition.
Sigh. Lots of frustrations. And nothing to distract me from them except for more school work...
45 days til the end of semester.
Today, I Heart Nothing.
1 comment:
i miss you. and i love you. anddd.. financial aid sucks. and i love you. i know i said that. but just remember ok?
call me if you need me, 44 days.
<3
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