Good, good things
All I have left to do before I transfer colleges:
Decide on a payment plan
Pay the enrollment fee on registration day
Attend Orientation day and meet with the director of the Culinary Arts Program.
Two weeks ago, I applied for grants. Now, being a white girl (and yes, in school, your race can, and does influence your eligibility for money) with two parents who work basically rules me out. However, I kept that in prayer. Thursday, I had my first appointment with a financial aid adviser to find out if I would be receiving any money towards school. I received:
(And this is surprising to me)
A Federal SEOG Grant (the max amount)
A Federal PELL Grant
A scholarship from R.M.C itself
Since I had a 3.4 (Gah, math!) I was one point away from the 3.5 requirement for Academics. I could have raised it higher if my stupid school would have informed me when payment was due (actually, if they would have informed me it was my job to ask since they changed their policy of sending out payment notices in the mail, while I took the time off as was unaware) and did not drop my classes for me because of it.
I feel a bit guilty because I know there are people who deserve this money (and could use it) more than I could. I am quite grateful though.
I was scheduled to attend evening classes, however, my eyesight is horrible during the evening and driving there would be a catastrophe. I am now going to be up bright and early. Getting back on a sleeping pattern I have not entertained since high school will be rough.
Gary turned twenty four this past Sunday and my sister turned twenty yesterday. I shall be twenty four in June. This makes me feel old. Not necessarily the age, just the fact that I had planned on achieving more by the age than I have...a lot more. But the social anxiety that ruled my life for so long crippling me (or should I say, I let it cripple me) from striving towards my goals, is slowly dissipating. This could very well be the year that I break out of my shell.
Other than that, I am getting over another bad cold. Three times in three months :(
Decide on a payment plan
Pay the enrollment fee on registration day
Attend Orientation day and meet with the director of the Culinary Arts Program.
Two weeks ago, I applied for grants. Now, being a white girl (and yes, in school, your race can, and does influence your eligibility for money) with two parents who work basically rules me out. However, I kept that in prayer. Thursday, I had my first appointment with a financial aid adviser to find out if I would be receiving any money towards school. I received:
(And this is surprising to me)
A Federal SEOG Grant (the max amount)
A Federal PELL Grant
A scholarship from R.M.C itself
Since I had a 3.4 (Gah, math!) I was one point away from the 3.5 requirement for Academics. I could have raised it higher if my stupid school would have informed me when payment was due (actually, if they would have informed me it was my job to ask since they changed their policy of sending out payment notices in the mail, while I took the time off as was unaware) and did not drop my classes for me because of it.
I feel a bit guilty because I know there are people who deserve this money (and could use it) more than I could. I am quite grateful though.
I was scheduled to attend evening classes, however, my eyesight is horrible during the evening and driving there would be a catastrophe. I am now going to be up bright and early. Getting back on a sleeping pattern I have not entertained since high school will be rough.
Gary turned twenty four this past Sunday and my sister turned twenty yesterday. I shall be twenty four in June. This makes me feel old. Not necessarily the age, just the fact that I had planned on achieving more by the age than I have...a lot more. But the social anxiety that ruled my life for so long crippling me (or should I say, I let it cripple me) from striving towards my goals, is slowly dissipating. This could very well be the year that I break out of my shell.
Other than that, I am getting over another bad cold. Three times in three months :(