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Sep. 2nd, 2008 12:41 amMy second to last semester (for this degree) starts tomorrow and I've got wibblies in my stomach over it for some reason.
Possibly because I don't have any of my books and have still yet to receive anything resembling a goddamn schedule in the mail. Luckily, WebAdvisor exists and lists what rooms one is supposed to be on and on what days. But, c'mon. I don't know the professors' names or anything and that can be crucial to book buying.
Now I have to go to these classes and sit there without a book like a tool.
On top of all of this, the college discontinued their student disbursement card program. If one qualified, they would have six hundred dollars of their student loan released early and put on a debit-like card for book-buying purposes. And for fall semester, the card normally arrives by the first week of August.
This year? Not so much. I didn't get a card in the mail, I didn't get a notice in the mail of the program being discontinued, nothing. What I did get was a letter stating that because I registered for my classes so early, an amount from my loan would be released and I could go to the campus bookstore, present identification, and get my books. Nothing about the disbursement program and nothing about any actual amounts listed.
Bugshit fuckery.
I had to call financial aid and weasel information out of them about it. At first, the woman wouldn't tell me how much is alloted because they "can't release amounts over the phone". And I asked her how on earth was I to know how much extra money I should bring with me to the bookstore. Her answer? "I couldn't possibly guess, miss."
There is a reason a phone has not yet been invented which would allow one to reach through the wires and slap the ever-living teeth out of someone's mouth.
Finally, I managed to ask the right question to get the right response: "Well, can you at least tell me if the amounts released are comparable to the former disbursement program?"
And her answer?
"Oh yeah. They're exactly the same."
FORTY MINUTES ON HOLD AND TEN MINUTES OF ARGUING FOR THIS?
I swear to God, I can't take much more of this college. I've pondered just stopping after this semester because I will have enough credits to hit funeral school by the end of it (I need 60 total, I'm currently at 51), but I will eventually need the actual degree for my bachelor's and then, for my graduate's.
Sometimes, I also play with the idea of saying fuckallthisnonsense and just stopping once I have the actual funeral degree. You don't need further degrees to be a funeral director. It would be so much less hassle (and loan money) if I just flaked on the bachelor's in human services and master's in thanatology. SO MUCH LESS HASSLE, I TELL YOU.
Hopefully, and I don't mean to bite myself in the butt here, this semester will be fairly smooth sailing. Art History, Intro to Political Science, Western Civ I (yeah, I know I took Civ II last semester, I decided to backtrack it because I needed another history class), and Group Dynamics. Only four classes this time, instead of five. I only have eight left I need to take for the degree, so I figured I'd split them up evenly between the two semesters.
Next semester will bring me a mandatory internship, which I am quite sure will fill me full of so much joy and song, it will be sickening. It will also bring me a non-idiot math class; I plan on Math for Liberal Arts because even though I got an A in idiot-Algebra (otherwise known as Introduction to Elementary Algebra, which was a non-credit course I had to take because of my mouth-breathing math test scores), I do not trust my brainmeats to get me through actual college-level maths.
ugh.
Bed now. Work is at 9 tomorrow morning, instead of my usual 10, because of my new school schedule. I have to leave at 4 on three days of the week. If I stayed at coming in at 10, to reach my required fifty hours at work, I would have to work 12 hours on Saturday, which just will not do. So, it's 9 am three days a week. Hi ho and all that.
ugh again.
Possibly because I don't have any of my books and have still yet to receive anything resembling a goddamn schedule in the mail. Luckily, WebAdvisor exists and lists what rooms one is supposed to be on and on what days. But, c'mon. I don't know the professors' names or anything and that can be crucial to book buying.
Now I have to go to these classes and sit there without a book like a tool.
On top of all of this, the college discontinued their student disbursement card program. If one qualified, they would have six hundred dollars of their student loan released early and put on a debit-like card for book-buying purposes. And for fall semester, the card normally arrives by the first week of August.
This year? Not so much. I didn't get a card in the mail, I didn't get a notice in the mail of the program being discontinued, nothing. What I did get was a letter stating that because I registered for my classes so early, an amount from my loan would be released and I could go to the campus bookstore, present identification, and get my books. Nothing about the disbursement program and nothing about any actual amounts listed.
Bugshit fuckery.
I had to call financial aid and weasel information out of them about it. At first, the woman wouldn't tell me how much is alloted because they "can't release amounts over the phone". And I asked her how on earth was I to know how much extra money I should bring with me to the bookstore. Her answer? "I couldn't possibly guess, miss."
There is a reason a phone has not yet been invented which would allow one to reach through the wires and slap the ever-living teeth out of someone's mouth.
Finally, I managed to ask the right question to get the right response: "Well, can you at least tell me if the amounts released are comparable to the former disbursement program?"
And her answer?
"Oh yeah. They're exactly the same."
FORTY MINUTES ON HOLD AND TEN MINUTES OF ARGUING FOR THIS?
I swear to God, I can't take much more of this college. I've pondered just stopping after this semester because I will have enough credits to hit funeral school by the end of it (I need 60 total, I'm currently at 51), but I will eventually need the actual degree for my bachelor's and then, for my graduate's.
Sometimes, I also play with the idea of saying fuckallthisnonsense and just stopping once I have the actual funeral degree. You don't need further degrees to be a funeral director. It would be so much less hassle (and loan money) if I just flaked on the bachelor's in human services and master's in thanatology. SO MUCH LESS HASSLE, I TELL YOU.
Hopefully, and I don't mean to bite myself in the butt here, this semester will be fairly smooth sailing. Art History, Intro to Political Science, Western Civ I (yeah, I know I took Civ II last semester, I decided to backtrack it because I needed another history class), and Group Dynamics. Only four classes this time, instead of five. I only have eight left I need to take for the degree, so I figured I'd split them up evenly between the two semesters.
Next semester will bring me a mandatory internship, which I am quite sure will fill me full of so much joy and song, it will be sickening. It will also bring me a non-idiot math class; I plan on Math for Liberal Arts because even though I got an A in idiot-Algebra (otherwise known as Introduction to Elementary Algebra, which was a non-credit course I had to take because of my mouth-breathing math test scores), I do not trust my brainmeats to get me through actual college-level maths.
ugh.
Bed now. Work is at 9 tomorrow morning, instead of my usual 10, because of my new school schedule. I have to leave at 4 on three days of the week. If I stayed at coming in at 10, to reach my required fifty hours at work, I would have to work 12 hours on Saturday, which just will not do. So, it's 9 am three days a week. Hi ho and all that.
ugh again.
