New apartments at the old college
They've begun tearing down the old dormitories at my college in favor of apartments. When I saw the cost (Over $400 a month per PERSON) I just about freaked. No wonder they're doing that! They're going to be turning one major profit!!!! Sure, it makes me kind of miss my college days and wish I'd had a chance to live in one of those apartments, but my parents wanted me stashed firmly in a tiny little dorm room.
Oh wait a minute... WHO was paying my way thru college?
Yeah, that's right, it was ME. Shouldn't I have had some say in where I lived? I never asked for a nickel in money to help until costs went up and I started struggling halfway thru my junior year. I think I got Dad to help me with about $1500 total for college.
To hear him tell it, he paid my way thru the whole way now. Forget all those scholarships I worked so hard for. Forget all those summers, nights, and weekends (when I could have had a social life too, and didn't) when I was working. Somehow Dad's dreaming that his $1500 late in the game paid over $20,000 in tuition for me. Okay, I'll admit that it pretty much pisses me off.
What I should have done was taken some of my classes in the summertime, and then sprinkled some art classes in with the rest of my classes. But hindsight is 20/20.
Oh, speaking of, my sister still hasn't realized that my hair is brown again instead of red. LOL She was trying to figure out what we were snickering about her not noticing, and she was thinking I'd suddenly started wearing contacts again... Hello? I never stopped wearing them. hahaha
I've been contacted by DeVry (who is very willing to help me get a degree in graphic arts, and if I get desperate for some enrichment, I may go that route) and the Art Institute, but the only problem is that they're in Nashville, and relocation is out of the question. They really DO have the real art programs I'm looking for... they're just too darn far away.
Oh wait a minute... WHO was paying my way thru college?
Yeah, that's right, it was ME. Shouldn't I have had some say in where I lived? I never asked for a nickel in money to help until costs went up and I started struggling halfway thru my junior year. I think I got Dad to help me with about $1500 total for college.
To hear him tell it, he paid my way thru the whole way now. Forget all those scholarships I worked so hard for. Forget all those summers, nights, and weekends (when I could have had a social life too, and didn't) when I was working. Somehow Dad's dreaming that his $1500 late in the game paid over $20,000 in tuition for me. Okay, I'll admit that it pretty much pisses me off.
What I should have done was taken some of my classes in the summertime, and then sprinkled some art classes in with the rest of my classes. But hindsight is 20/20.
Oh, speaking of, my sister still hasn't realized that my hair is brown again instead of red. LOL She was trying to figure out what we were snickering about her not noticing, and she was thinking I'd suddenly started wearing contacts again... Hello? I never stopped wearing them. hahaha
I've been contacted by DeVry (who is very willing to help me get a degree in graphic arts, and if I get desperate for some enrichment, I may go that route) and the Art Institute, but the only problem is that they're in Nashville, and relocation is out of the question. They really DO have the real art programs I'm looking for... they're just too darn far away.
posted by Me at 10:54 PM
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