Aug. 11th, 2009

masterofmidgets: (hug)
I'm filling out a form for Requesting Revision of my financial aid, and wow, the people who made this form really put some work into making it as panic-inducing as humanly possible. There's a whole long section at the beginning that is phrased to basically say "yeah, sure, we'll look at your award again, but unless your entire family died in a tragic bus accident don't expect any more money out of us." Seriously, just reading the form was enough to make me cry for twenty minutes. I've been mostly coping with this whole situation by a combination of meditating and not thinking about it as much as possible, but doing this just set me off again, and now I'm as much a stressed out wreck as I was last week.

I'm really really scared that I won't be able to get this resolved, and then I won't be able to go back to school. I just don't have the money they expect me to pay. And I won't know if they've fixed this until a week before school, maybe later than that (the guy my mom talked to in the financial aid office said it takes four to six weeks to process a revision), which isn't enough time to get loans before I have to pay my tuition bill for the semester.

I'm so sick of dealing with this. I hate being stressed out about it so much. I hate that I don't understand what's going on or why this is happening to me. I hate fighting with my dad. I hate that everyone person I talk to tells me something different, but none of them will give me any actual answers. I hate how whiny and pathetic this is making me feel. It's all just such a mess, and I want to go somewhere and hide until it fixes itself and I don't have to deal with it anymore.

I wanted this entry to be funnier than it is, but I can't even think straight right now. I'm doing everything I can to fix this, but I'm so scared it won't be enough.
masterofmidgets: (hug)
My grandfather's in the hospital. I don't know for sure why, but I don't think it's something with his heart, like last time. My dad said maybe gallstones. I don't know.

DEAR UNIVERSE: I THINK YOU'VE MADE YOUR FUCKING POINT. NOW CAN YOU PLEASE FUCK OFF?

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