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So! I'm going back to Hollins!
And you might be saying right now, "...This is news?"
Actually it is! I didn't know if I was going to be able to return until just yesterday. You know, I'm reading back through my journal and it's amazing how little I actually share about my life. You know how my parents sold the house? Yeah, about that! As it turned out the people buying our house decided, on the day of the closing, that they didn't actually want to buy our house anymore. So they didn't.
This screwed us over a ridiculous amount, financially and, you know, sanity-wise. I don't really know everything about how my parents have handled their money over the years, and even if I did I don't think it'd be my place to blab about it on the internet but ... they were really counting on the money from the sale of the house. So much so it put my returning to school in jeopardy. If they were even going to let me go back. Still, we applied for an emergency need based change in financial aid, hoping my school could help me out. Yeah, that was back in July. They finally got back in touch with us one day after tuition was due, and they were absolutely clueless as to what I needed and asked us to re-send all the information we'd already sent them. Despite their ... lack of organization, shall we say, the story has a happy ending, and it turns out for the past two years I've qualified for a Pell Grant, in addition to the loans/scholarships I already get. The reason why I didn't realize this? My mom's been filling out my FASA wrong. It was only a couple thousand dollars costing mistake; oy vey. But with the Pell Grant, financing my school year was something that was in real of possibility again.
But anyways! I'm going back, and that's awesome!
... I'm just scared out of my mind I'm going to fuck it up again.
But we're focusing on the happy-happy joy-joy for now.
And you might be saying right now, "...This is news?"
Actually it is! I didn't know if I was going to be able to return until just yesterday. You know, I'm reading back through my journal and it's amazing how little I actually share about my life. You know how my parents sold the house? Yeah, about that! As it turned out the people buying our house decided, on the day of the closing, that they didn't actually want to buy our house anymore. So they didn't.
This screwed us over a ridiculous amount, financially and, you know, sanity-wise. I don't really know everything about how my parents have handled their money over the years, and even if I did I don't think it'd be my place to blab about it on the internet but ... they were really counting on the money from the sale of the house. So much so it put my returning to school in jeopardy. If they were even going to let me go back. Still, we applied for an emergency need based change in financial aid, hoping my school could help me out. Yeah, that was back in July. They finally got back in touch with us one day after tuition was due, and they were absolutely clueless as to what I needed and asked us to re-send all the information we'd already sent them. Despite their ... lack of organization, shall we say, the story has a happy ending, and it turns out for the past two years I've qualified for a Pell Grant, in addition to the loans/scholarships I already get. The reason why I didn't realize this? My mom's been filling out my FASA wrong. It was only a couple thousand dollars costing mistake; oy vey. But with the Pell Grant, financing my school year was something that was in real of possibility again.
But anyways! I'm going back, and that's awesome!
... I'm just scared out of my mind I'm going to fuck it up again.
But we're focusing on the happy-happy joy-joy for now.