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14:46 Mar 28 2014
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Apparently, I won't actually get the money for school until after it starts. Really? I told them I couldn't afford to pay on my own, but they tell me they won't charge me since the financial aid has supposedly been awarded, just not officially. Or something like that. They can't even put in a loan request yet. That one I won't get until the first week of June. At least, I hope I get it. But they all keep telling me it's normal, that the money will be there. Aaaaagh! I can't help but worry. Why does it have to be like this? They told me the government changed the way they did it this year. Maybe people were getting their grants and loans, but not showing up? They didn't give the money directly anyway- it went to the school and you get what's left over for living expenses- so I don't get how waiting until the last minute to settle things helps. All it does is slow everything down because now they have to process everyone at once, which of course they can't do so- no money until after school starts.
03:20 Mar 24 2014
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Worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry worry.
03:07 Mar 20 2014
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I still don't know about the loan. Everyone keeps telling me it will be fine, but every time, there's another step added to the process that I didn't know about. *sigh*. It's okay...everything will be okay.
Oh, and today I got to paint over obscene graffiti that someone left on my garage door. So...that was fun. I was singing the theme to "Mr. Roger's Neighborhood" ("It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood..."). And "Paint it Black" (with the words to include painting over obscene graffiti.) Yup- a real party.
04:03 Mar 10 2014
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Something happened on Friday. I told a friend in an email. I thought I'd put it here as well.
I took the bus to the transit center after work. I got on the bus I take home, and one of the drivers said it smelled like gas, but that I could get on. It smelled more like melting plastic to me, but I got on.
There was one other girl already on the bus. We both waited, and our driver was talking to dispatch, I think, and he turned to us and asked if we'd be okay going home in one of their vans. We said yes.
Then he said,"Why don't you go wait inside at Qdoba until it gets here? Have a burrito!"
So we went inside. She sat down to wait, but I ordered a burrito, then sat down. After a few minutes, he came in and said it'd probably be about 15 minutes, then sat with his back to us looking out the window for the van. It was maybe closer to 20.
We got in the van- it was handicapped accessible, so there was a ramp for a wheelchair and only two seats in the back.
Then the driver said, "I think there's an easier way to get to your stop, since we're not doing the whole route."
So I gave him directions, and he dropped me off at the bus stop, then drove away to take the other girl to her stop.
As much as I worry about things before they happen, I almost always feel calm when stuff like this is happening. That's kind of strange.
05:57 Mar 02 2014
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The concert was tonight. I'm feeling better. I have things I need to work on. I'll do my best. And I'll try not to get in my own way too much. I just need to keep moving forward.
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lordess
15:24 Mar 28 2014
Oh, you got it! :) Don't worry.