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thejunipertreeI called my old high school, regarding my transcripts and immunization records. Unfortunately, the rat bastards had an early dismissal because of the assy weather and the person I needed to speak to was not there. However, I was informed that a copy of my immunization records came with my diploma. And that if I wanted another copy it would take some time, as everything is on microfiche.
Microfiche? Do they have running water in their hut?
At any rate, I've no clue where my diploma is. I have a vague idea that it may be in my old desk, which is down in my father's basement. Also where my collection of My Little Ponies also resides. But, my father's basement is a scary place and full of many things. I don't even recall SEEING my old desk down there, the last time I visited. But, one can hope.
I discussed college with my mother this evening, not in an attempt to get any money out of her because that would be like squeezing blood from a stone. But rather, in an attempt to see how she feels about it. She doesn't much like the idea of me not working full time (which is what I think I'm going to do), but didn't quite vocalize that thought. However, I know her better then that. She's just afraid I won't be able to hold up my bills. So am I, to be honest. But, it is something that I need to do. Sacrifices will be made (shit, after this much time on unemployment I'm rather used to it) and this WILL be accomplished.
I'm also thinking of trying to shake down my father for some money for classes. My first semester's classes are going to range about $1500. That's without books, mind. Fuck, he could put that on his goddamn credit card. My mom told me that he's going to pull the Poor-Mouth Routine (as we call it in my family), but I pointed out that my Poor-Mouth is bigger then his will ever be.
I know that I can get some student loans and grants. There's also scholarships available, once I'm actually enrolled. And from everything that I hear, being over 25 certainly helps the being-handed-money-for-college-thing. I'll also look into deferred payments (which the school offers, I've already checked).
One good thing is that once I start getting into classes that the colleges in my area don't offer, I'll be able to get them at a in county resident rate. Rather then the out of county NJ resident rate that I'll get all the other ones at. Discussing this with my mother was like playing 'Who's on first?' as she wasn't understanding what I was trying to communicate. Very amusing.
Maybe I should learn semaphore flags, as I've already wondered about in the past.
In un-college related news, all make-up swag packages (as well as Carrie's books) have been sent out as of today. Except for Soporiferous'. The bag I had all of her stuff in managed to fall off the table as I was leaving and I didn't notice. Hopefully if I'm not snowed/iced in tomorrow, I'll be able to make it to the post office.
At the rate it's looking now, I'm not so sure about that.
And now, I'm off to bed. After I re-read a couple more chapters in 'From Death to Dust', which is my current bedtime reading. Most of my bedtime books are all ones I've read to pieces, this one is no exception. I reckon it soothes me to read about livor mortis and decomposition rates of the human body. I'm not sure how much I'm actually going to be able read tonight, though, as I've been knitting a surprise present for someone on my friends list all evening.
AND IT'S NOT A SCARF, EVEN!
Microfiche? Do they have running water in their hut?
At any rate, I've no clue where my diploma is. I have a vague idea that it may be in my old desk, which is down in my father's basement. Also where my collection of My Little Ponies also resides. But, my father's basement is a scary place and full of many things. I don't even recall SEEING my old desk down there, the last time I visited. But, one can hope.
I discussed college with my mother this evening, not in an attempt to get any money out of her because that would be like squeezing blood from a stone. But rather, in an attempt to see how she feels about it. She doesn't much like the idea of me not working full time (which is what I think I'm going to do), but didn't quite vocalize that thought. However, I know her better then that. She's just afraid I won't be able to hold up my bills. So am I, to be honest. But, it is something that I need to do. Sacrifices will be made (shit, after this much time on unemployment I'm rather used to it) and this WILL be accomplished.
I'm also thinking of trying to shake down my father for some money for classes. My first semester's classes are going to range about $1500. That's without books, mind. Fuck, he could put that on his goddamn credit card. My mom told me that he's going to pull the Poor-Mouth Routine (as we call it in my family), but I pointed out that my Poor-Mouth is bigger then his will ever be.
I know that I can get some student loans and grants. There's also scholarships available, once I'm actually enrolled. And from everything that I hear, being over 25 certainly helps the being-handed-money-for-college-thing. I'll also look into deferred payments (which the school offers, I've already checked).
One good thing is that once I start getting into classes that the colleges in my area don't offer, I'll be able to get them at a in county resident rate. Rather then the out of county NJ resident rate that I'll get all the other ones at. Discussing this with my mother was like playing 'Who's on first?' as she wasn't understanding what I was trying to communicate. Very amusing.
Maybe I should learn semaphore flags, as I've already wondered about in the past.
In un-college related news, all make-up swag packages (as well as Carrie's books) have been sent out as of today. Except for Soporiferous'. The bag I had all of her stuff in managed to fall off the table as I was leaving and I didn't notice. Hopefully if I'm not snowed/iced in tomorrow, I'll be able to make it to the post office.
At the rate it's looking now, I'm not so sure about that.
And now, I'm off to bed. After I re-read a couple more chapters in 'From Death to Dust', which is my current bedtime reading. Most of my bedtime books are all ones I've read to pieces, this one is no exception. I reckon it soothes me to read about livor mortis and decomposition rates of the human body. I'm not sure how much I'm actually going to be able read tonight, though, as I've been knitting a surprise present for someone on my friends list all evening.
AND IT'S NOT A SCARF, EVEN!
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Yo My Sistah
Date: 2004-01-28 03:43 am (UTC)microfiche:
Date: 2004-01-28 06:12 am (UTC)(millifiche? ha..)
argh...fucking microfiche....i hated paging through that shit for research projects...
yes, they do have running water. but their toilet is an open pipe in the ground...
But...
Date: 2004-01-28 10:25 am (UTC)Re: But...
Date: 2004-01-28 11:54 am (UTC)Funeral service!
Re: But...
Date: 2004-01-28 01:53 pm (UTC)Re: But...
Date: 2004-01-28 01:58 pm (UTC)Re: But...
Date: 2004-01-28 01:51 pm (UTC)