Well, in exactly one week, I go back to school. I can hardly wait (I hate it here) though there have been a couple of disappointments:
Tuition, fees, etc. went up so much (approximately
20%) since I last attended that I had to get a loan. My dad controls all the money. He hates asking for help, and refuses to give me the information I require to apply for federal aid. He even goes as far as hiding the tax documents. It's ridiculous! He's a federal employee; I should be able to get some sort of aid, but no, I had to apply for a loan. Interest is 3%, so that's not bad. My mom wasn't really any help in getting the information I needed for the FAFSA either. This blind ignorance shall hang over their heads until the day they die. I will never forgive them for this.
Now the icing on the cake. I am a senior as of this semester. Seniors get to live in the townhouses with a room of their own and three other roommates. When they were first built, there was a rule you could only live there for two semesters, so everyone had an equal chance of living there, but apparently, they did away with this rule, and now I'll never get to stay there. No worries, there's still the apartments, which aren't as nice, but basically offer the same features.
I had to email the housing coordinator or whatever the hell she's called, cause they didn't assign me housing, and it was two weeks till the start of the semester. My school is notorious for letting you know about housing last minute. I found out I've been stuck in a suite with three other people. >.< I am not pleased. There is a chance I could be moved last minute if something higher on my priority list opens, but I'm not holding my breath. I'd say I have a 10% chance of moving. I want some ****ing privacy! I'm a senior! I'm tired of living with people in the same room.
Ugh, just give me my ****ing degree already! A meteor should turn my school into a hot, smoldering crater.
On the bright side, I won't be home. ^_^
