Reasons why it sometimes doesn't matter how hard you work...

Mar 08, 2007 14:02

Ok.  I understand that so many people have it rougher than me, and I hope I am one day in a condition to really help them.  But, good grief!

So here's the thing:  I supported myself all last year through a combination of scholarships, dipping into savings (read: Middlebury), gigs, and odd jobs.  Oh, but, for the following reasons, I could be independantly wealthy and still have to declare myself on FAFSA as dependant upon my parents:

I was not born before Jan. 1, 1984
I am not getting my masters' or doctorate in the next academic year.
I am not married.
I don't have a kid.
Neither of my parents are dead.
I was never a foster child.
I'm not in the US Armed Forces.
I never was in the US Armed forces.

So, basically, for all the above reasons (except the birth date thing), I am happy about my life.  All of these stem from having a very blessed life (read - my parent's aren't dead and I was never taken away from them) and making the best decisions for my life (read - I don't have a kid, I didn't join the army, and now is not the time for me to go after my master's).

So, thanks, Uncle Sam.  I'm glad that I can be punished for making good choices in my life.
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