the Aussie Obsession
okay, so the past WEEK (well, three days) has been dedicated to research. lots of it. found the major i wanna go after (communications, degree in public relations) and i think i found the schools i wanna hit up, i just gotta weigh pros and cons between two of them, southern cross and sunshine coast. southern cross doesn't have the program i want, and it doesn't have some of the same accomodations as sunshine coast, but sunshine coast is more to the north and muggy, more people in a larger city and it's not listed in fafsa... ::sigh:: ... not sure i'd qualify for fafsa because of my parents' income anyway but whatever. research done diligently. even looked up aussie slang (Tho that was an accident, but it was hilarious... ali took it and RAN... go see her LJ for proof.)
so anyway.... i have compiled a book. muahahahaha! nothing i could sell, but i'm hoping it's enough to start selling my parents on the idea of sending me to school in another country.
they don't even like the idea of me going to another CITY, but they'll take southern cali over south-east australia. ::pouts:: picky people. it's my life, i love them, but i wanna do it. they can either help me or they can let me stumble blindly in to it on my own. they do the latter, they DON'T get "i told you so" rights later on down the line tho, so i don't think they'll go that route when it gets down to it.
when i mentioned my plans to them the other day, i told them both at seperate times, mom at lunch and dad 4 hours later while mom was at work. they both started sputtering. first thing out of their mouths, (4 hours apart, completely oblivious of each other) was "And just who's supposed to go with you?"
i'm TWENTY THREE YEARS OLD. why do i need babysat? aside from my bad luck. lotsa people with bad luck go away to go to college. lotsa people with bad luck go to other countries to go to college, too. i seen the numbers this week to prove that part, so HA. AND NOW, ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL numbers i could possibly find are collected in a book for mi madre to look over and work over. i didn't grab anything to do any comparisons on, but mom shouldn't need the comparisons. she knows what dad paid for school and she knows the cost of living. so some time this weekend i'm hoping to corner them and get things figured out better.
today i was laying out my reasons for why i need to go somewhere else to learn anything if i'm going to spend money i don't have, mom wouldn't even look at me about it. i almost wanted to throw in the towel on it; i want to go and i really want to do this, or at least give it a real attempt. but i don't want it to leave my parents mad at me. it's just a two year program **if** i even get accepted anywhere. (oh, submitted an essay to a scholarship today! midnight hour, didn't have a chance to research anything. just rambled out 600 words. but 600 buck scholarship! and i checked my transcript... GPA should be high enough to get me in to most places that i've been lookin' at. =cD but anyway....) they're my folks, i don't want to screw anything up with them over my getting a wild idea and deciding i want to pursue it. i know full well this is the stupidest thing i've chased in my life, but i wouldn't be doin' it if i didn't have my reasons, too. just gotta make them see that. i'm workin' on it.
besides, ali wants to go to study in england when she gets outta high school. mom and dad need the practice.
so maybe if things work out, i'll be in australia come my 24th birthday.
oh my freaking god. i'm half way to 24. I'M FREAKING OLD. =cO!!!!!!!!!!! no! stop! time stop, now. i want the past ten years back.
::sigh::
so anyway.... i have compiled a book. muahahahaha! nothing i could sell, but i'm hoping it's enough to start selling my parents on the idea of sending me to school in another country.
they don't even like the idea of me going to another CITY, but they'll take southern cali over south-east australia. ::pouts:: picky people. it's my life, i love them, but i wanna do it. they can either help me or they can let me stumble blindly in to it on my own. they do the latter, they DON'T get "i told you so" rights later on down the line tho, so i don't think they'll go that route when it gets down to it.
when i mentioned my plans to them the other day, i told them both at seperate times, mom at lunch and dad 4 hours later while mom was at work. they both started sputtering. first thing out of their mouths, (4 hours apart, completely oblivious of each other) was "And just who's supposed to go with you?"
i'm TWENTY THREE YEARS OLD. why do i need babysat? aside from my bad luck. lotsa people with bad luck go away to go to college. lotsa people with bad luck go to other countries to go to college, too. i seen the numbers this week to prove that part, so HA. AND NOW, ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL numbers i could possibly find are collected in a book for mi madre to look over and work over. i didn't grab anything to do any comparisons on, but mom shouldn't need the comparisons. she knows what dad paid for school and she knows the cost of living. so some time this weekend i'm hoping to corner them and get things figured out better.
today i was laying out my reasons for why i need to go somewhere else to learn anything if i'm going to spend money i don't have, mom wouldn't even look at me about it. i almost wanted to throw in the towel on it; i want to go and i really want to do this, or at least give it a real attempt. but i don't want it to leave my parents mad at me. it's just a two year program **if** i even get accepted anywhere. (oh, submitted an essay to a scholarship today! midnight hour, didn't have a chance to research anything. just rambled out 600 words. but 600 buck scholarship! and i checked my transcript... GPA should be high enough to get me in to most places that i've been lookin' at. =cD but anyway....) they're my folks, i don't want to screw anything up with them over my getting a wild idea and deciding i want to pursue it. i know full well this is the stupidest thing i've chased in my life, but i wouldn't be doin' it if i didn't have my reasons, too. just gotta make them see that. i'm workin' on it.
besides, ali wants to go to study in england when she gets outta high school. mom and dad need the practice.
so maybe if things work out, i'll be in australia come my 24th birthday.
oh my freaking god. i'm half way to 24. I'M FREAKING OLD. =cO!!!!!!!!!!! no! stop! time stop, now. i want the past ten years back.
::sigh::