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DENIED.
Yes, that's right ladies and gentleman, my life back-up plan, aka Plan B, aka project get-a-loan-and-get-education-so-I-can-get-a-well-paying-job, has been denied.
I'm going to take a day to wallow in the agony of this, and then implement the next plan. Plan C will probably equal a trip to the financial department at the career college to see about any other viable options, or if there are none, it might involve kissing my $150 deposit goodbye. Then we'd be on Plan D, find a real full-time job.
Right now, I am dreading the future. I hold not a sparkle in the eye, not a bounce in a step, not ounce of optimism, not a will nor a way. I think I'm going to be sick.