I’m alone in my room right now, all I hear is the sound of cars driving by. I want to write, but my head is all blocked up.
…BACKSPACE. (I’ve written a paragraph but I hate how it sounds.)
Everything I write is overly dramatic.
…BACKSPACE. (And when I add onto that statement, I sound like I’m 12 years old and cutting again.)
Here’s what’s been going on in my life:
We got our reward letters for next year about a week ago. As many know, college tuition goes up every year. This year, here at North Central, it’s gone up about $2,000. My reward letter granted me about $26,000. One year of attending this place is around $40,000. If you’re reading this, I’m assuming you know me, and my money situation. My parents didn’t save up for my college education. My parents didn’t even go to college. I’m on my own. Dad isn’t paying for my college; I’m working through this by myself.
This both freaks me out and makes me proud.
It’s possible to work through college; hundreds of people have done it. But without banks letting me get loans (I don’t have that all-important co-signer), the leftover, i.e. what I have to pay, is too much.
I’ve been thinking about going home, but the thought of switching colleges has made me feel like a failure. I know if I go home, I’ll get caught up in something that won’t allow me to finish college. I know too many people there and I feel like they’ll pull me down. I didn’t do much in high school because (I thought) no one wanted to do anything with me. But now that I’ve talked to classmates, I found out that I wasn’t a pariah; people tried to get a hold of me to invite me, but couldn’t get through (DIAL-UP INTERNET). If I went back to that, a place where I felt accepted, school would get pushed to the wayside, especially if I didn’t have to pay (and that was the deal: a free-ride). I feel like, even though I have no friends here, and I’m stressed to pay for this school, I’m in a good place; a place that I will get through because I have no distractions. It’s scary, being here without my family, but it’s manageable.
Now, delete all of that stress and fast-forward to yesterday. I found that I just had to “accept” financial aid, and I’m up to $33,000 (which is what I have this year). It’s payable (I don’t have a whole lot left over for fun stuff, but I’m handling it, barely). Add to that the fact that I have $65 in my savings account. My $1,400 tuition payment is due next month. STRESS.
I feel like if I talk about this next thing, it’ll go sour and I won’t be as lucky anymore, but I’ll risk it. I was contacted to be a nanny in Naperville this summer. It’s a live-in position, plus car, pay, and a set-schedule (allowing me to get a side job, as well). I was supposed to meet with the lady today, but a gymnastic accident put her daughter in the hospital, and we’re meeting on Monday instead. Send me good thoughts. I need this.
As of today, there’s only nineteen days until I get to go home. I get to see my friends, my puppy (that’s not a puppy, and not mine anymore), and my family.
On the reading front. I haven’t had much time to read, but I what time I do have, I try to get through “The Land of Painted Caves“. I have to be honest, you guys, and saying this makes my heart hurt, but. I hate it. I’m not sure if I hate it because it’s the last one, or just because the storyline sucks. (Seriously, in one paragraph, Ayla is holding her baby, the next paragraph, with no extra space, her baby is now 4 years old and talking.) I feel like Jean Auel rushed through this just to get it published and to get herself some money. There’s no planning, and it’s just, bad. There’s also way too many numbers to keep track of, and the characters act different than they’re supposed to. I’m glad I have it, and I am going to finish it, but I’m probably going to complain. A lot.
In this past week, I’ve watched some of the Disney movies that have been on my Watch List. Pocahontas 2 (which was extremely racist and not good at all.), Mulan 2 (better than Pocahontas but it was just too much), and Beauty and the Beast: Belle’s Magical World. You guys know how much I love Disney, and Belle. But this movie was GODAWFUL. Belle acted like a snobby prude, and Beast acted like a huge asshole (pardon my language) to her the entire time. I couldn’t even get through the entire thing. I literally stopped it after about thirteen minutes, and put in the original Beauty and the Beast (which I cried about, and I’m not ashamed to admit it). I checked out “The Hunchback of Notre Dame” one and two today from the library, and I hope they aren’t bad. (I don’t have much hope for the second one, but both Kyle and my roommate, who is a HUGE Disney buff, even owning stock in the company, say that it’s one of the best.)
I hope you’ll all forgive me for my lack of posting, and hopefully, after this weekend (WORKING from pretty much 7:30 am to 10 pm Saturday and 11 to 4 on Sunday) I’ll be able to write. This might have been the writer’s block being stabbed in the face with an icepick.