Monday, August 08, 2005
A Full-Blown Tantrum
FUCK FUCK FUCKKKKK HIGHER EDUCATION!!! You heard me.
I received a loan statement for a loan I didn't know I had for the amount of roughly $27,000. 27,000 DOLLARS! Now, this would not have been shocking had I been made aware of it during my TWO financial aid exit interviews from two INSTITUTIONS OF HIGHER EDUCATION. I left Baylor U....aka, Expensive-Ass Private School...in 2001 to attend Texas A&M University-Branch Near Home for one iota the price. I paid a good deal of my junior and senior years of university out of my own fat pocket because I made a drug-dealer's stash of cash as a web designer for a Fortune 500 company in Dallas. Now defunct...a piece of shit overall, but that's beside the point (giving middle finger salute to TXU Energy and all their Polish outsourced whores).
When I exited Baylor, I was told that all my financial aid info would be passed on to A&M's system, so I could carry on seamlessly with my education, and because my mom made too much money, I didn't qualify for grants. Work study and loans were my ticket to a cheap-ass piece of paper that has thus far gotten me one shitty teaching job that I hated and paid decent and one teaching job I dearly love that is PART TIME, but I love English, and I'm a woman of principle. I'll take beans to do what I love.
Upon my exiting TAMU-Branch Near Home I was given a summary of my debt and I even asked, "Is that it?" When I went to Baylor it was approximately 16,000 dollars a year to attend, and it was looking light on the loan horizon upon exit interviewing. I was assured, "This is all." Well FUCK whoever said that. They were dead ass wrong and deserve to be raped with the handle of a garden tool because I do indeed now owe 27,000 dollars. Holy shit. I'm gonna be eating pork-n-beans out of a can for the next 50 years and I'll never be able to buy a home or retire.
I've always joked about staying in school until I'm 55 so my loans will be forgiven. Right now, that's lookin' like the smart thing to do. Defer til I die.
Let this be a warning to all of the college students out there reading. You are getting fucked, and I'm about to go back to school for another year and a half of fuckage.
I was just telling D. yesterday that I need to curb my cursing. Yeah, well it's not fuckin' happenin' today.
Listening to: The hum of my blood pressure.