Aug 16, 2005 15:29
I went up to the college today to get my books for school, because schol takes in Aug. 22. Im sorry, we cant help you...there is an ERROR. So i talk to the people in the office. "your papers cannot be processed in the appropriate amount of time in order to start school Fall semester." even though they told me i could start school and be able to get my books today. I was told this a week ago...what a wonderful surprise! "I dont think they told you that you would be able to get your books today and start school monday..you must have assumed that from something else she said." That's nice...they're practically calling me a liar. They said that it wont be processed in time so i cant get the grant to help me pay for tuition ...but said that i could still go..If i paid for school myself. My tuition alone is $622. They want this money by thursday, Aug. 18. If i could afford to pay the tuition out of pocket, i would have never applied for a grant! They will not hold my classes past friday of this week. So either i make money appear from nowhere...or wait a year before going back to school...that of which they said i would have to pay out of pocket, because im not meeting qualifications. This is nice...I go to the college just so excited about going to school, and leave nearly crying because they said no, after saying yes a week prior. But theyre truely sorry as you probably guessed...
I continuously get my hopes up...though i try not to...and im graciously led to disappointment every time.
On the way home forcing tears back...pride telling them not to fall...but losing the battle slightly anyway...I wrote this poem to help me release a little disappointment, frustration, sadness, anything i was hoping for related to school:
Failed Successes
So here I sit
let down once again
I feel the world ending
when I thought it had began
So much for dreams
So much for a smile
people seem to crush
~an awaiting goal
~a future achievement
that existed for a short while
We all know
things donot always go our way
but my dark cloud lingers
and refuses to float away
I wonder sometimes
why I put forth effort or try
and I hope that at least once
I wont have to cry
~anjewel
8/16/05