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So. Here's the story. I am poor and have about $150 in my bank account. When financial aid time came around, I grabbed the Pell grant and a Perkins loan. The grant's easy enough, but annoying. Disbursement is the week before class for part of the first semester's money and then a month later for the remaining. Normally, this would be only mildly annoying, but since I'm broke, the money I get that isn't paying for classes from the grant won't be enough for books.

At this point, most people would say use the loan money, right? Only problem was that I never got any of the information that I needed to sign for the loan. Not the questionnaire and not the promissory note. Fine, so I go down before bugly42 leaves town. I can fill out the questionnaire (having to get contact information from lheena) and the entrance form, but they don't have the promissory note available and it's not likely to get to me before Monday.

At this point, I'm about ready to kill anything and everything Financial Aid related.

Finally, I check the mail today and there's the promissory note, along with the questionnaire that I've already filled out. I might get my money before classes next week. Cross your fingers for me.

Oi. Is my life ever simple? Can I never have a blissfully uncomplicated moment? If it isn't one thing, it's a million. If it's not that person, it's this other one. Of course, it could be worse. There could be more than two. But still...

This makes me sound like some drunken slut, but...oh, it would be fun.

:Smirks: Oh, would it be fun. Ex! I wanna go slutting around drunk! Help!

But seriously. My life can be so messed up sometimes. I mean, I'm uncomfortable around George, and who thought *that'd* happen. I'm hanging more around Ben and Ben and all them. Oh, and today was the first time I saw George since a week ago last Friday. Huh. Who'da thought it?