Alright, today was considerably suckier than yesterday… yes that’s right boys and girls, life has thrown yet another curveball, and I’ve managed to strike out so far… 3rd time’s the charm, which means 1 more series of unfortunate events ~hehe… thought of the movie~ and I may as well just give up on the entire going to school thing.
I found out that my osap entitlements got reassessed, because of the piddly little income I estimated for the 8 months that I’ll be in school. Honestly, working 2 days a week is not really even worth the money, but I can’t just quit my job, since I have other bills that have to be paid. At this point, even with every single penny I’m estimating I’ll bring in (not subtracting income tax & other deductions), I’ll be short money during the 8 months of school.
I’ve already applied for a needs based bursary, which I’m told everyone gets to help them out. That said, I’ll still be strapped for cash. Now I’ve got 2 more forms to fill out before the financial aid department can even help me. There’s another general bursary, for which I have to show my budget for the school year, and there’s a form to fill out to dispute the change in osap funding because of my transportation costs. At least someone listened to me this time though, and provided the forms… unlike last time around. I’m getting quite annoyed with having to tell more than one person about my situation, in an attempt to get things fixed. For the next little bit, I will become a hermit… yes, a hermit - - seeing as I can’t afford to do anything except for go to school, return home, and work on weekends.
On top of everything, I get to the GO station, I’m on the right platform, and for some reason or other, the Westbound train pulls in on another track… We run to catch the train, I get stuck with the slowest moving person in the world in front of me going up the stairs, and I get to watch the doors close in my face.
A nice rock to live under would be nice… somewhere where the bill collectors and everyone else who wants my money can’t find me, and where trains don’t exist either.
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