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Bree ([personal profile] calypsa) wrote2004-02-18 12:02 am

Ooooooooooooooookay

Right, so for once, the hard thing about college isn't the classes. Go figure.

This whole ridiculous deal with financial aid is really pissing me off. Apparently, the government has lost or misfiled my FAFSA forms, so I have to refile. So, I have to pay because the government is a bunch of wetbrained tools. So, my aid here at school didn't come throught because the government's a moron. So I owe like ten thousand dollars. But, I will, I have decided, take out a loan if I have to so that I can stay here. After this year, they have to give me more aid because I will have no money. I will be broke and it will be their fault, and they will have to give me some more need based aid. This is very agravating.

But my classes are good, I like them a lot. My professors are cool, and I only really have one class that I have no friends in (creative writing) and I think it's better not to have friends in that class, because, I think I'll feel a little less self concious about it all without anyone I really know there. It looks like it'll be a good semester, if I can get all this bullshit cleared up with financial aid. It REALLY pisses me off. Why does college have to cost so much money? It's ridiculous. And it really makes me angry.

Okay, focus on good things . . . I read all of Shakespeare's Richard III for (you guessed it) my Shakespeare class. And I read it in 24 hours. And understood (most of) it. So I say bravo for me.

Ah, yes. Well, I feel sick and my ability to type is going drastically downhill, so I'm gonna go now.

WTF?

[identity profile] kerriokey.livejournal.com 2004-02-18 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Those bastards really need to not make you pay for their own errors. Your FAFSFA was probably lunch meat for a shredder. With forms and stuff, no one person goes over it. It goes through an assembly line of losers who can't even spell their own names. Trust me, I work in a Tax Processing center. If a return gets "accidentally" shredded in the envelope opening stage, it is sent back to be redone. And that's only the first stage. Imagine what could happen in the million plus two other places it goes. I say kill them, kill them all while you still have two nickels to rub together. ;)