i felt off the ground today, in a bad way.
it seems my college plans go haywire every time I think I've got them figured out. I met with my high school counselor today, she just needed me to sign some more papers proving I was still going with the mid-year graduate plan(don't you think it's a little late? I've been out of school for two months already). I told her my plans of going to the Academy of Art now since Parsons didn't work out, and she gets this look on her face like I've just shot myself in the foot. She goes on to explain how expensive it is, and how I'll never be able to afford it if I haven't filled out the FAFSA yet. So while she's crushing my dreams/breaking my balls i am simultaneously trying not to cry. I can't even begin to tell you the struggle I've been going through just trying to figure out which college has what I need and if i can even get into it. I felt like i was back at square one all over again.
I came home and told my dad, he says she's an idiot, so we'll still be going to the open house on Saturday. My mom said i might not be able to stay in their housing because it's so expensive. If she wants me to commute and pay for BART every day for 6 hours of school at god knows what time throughout the day, she's insane. I will go to Portland if i can't stay in housing. I can't spend another 4 years in Pacifica, I will turn insane just like she has.
I'm counting on my dad figuring this all out, because he is a master of persuasion and a connoisseur of figuring things out. There has to be a way. Student loans? Work-study programs? My tab after i get my BFA will be about $20,000 a year, so 4 years later, 80,000 dollars? My god. No wonder people don't go to college.
After i filled out the FAFSA when i got home, they told me i was only legible for money if I was in a ROTC program throughout high school, or passed 4 AP classes. I really wish they would've told me this freshman year. My parents have always told me not to worry about paying for college, everything would get taken care of. But now, how can I not?
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