Friday, May 26, 2006
After realizing, somewhat belatedly, that I could save nearly a thousand dollars this fall if I audit Greek and Latin, I feel slightly reassured that I might be able to afford tuition for the other two classes in which I must enroll. If this strategy works as well next spring, with a scholarship covering my German class, I might thereby avoid paying tuition entirely (though fees will surely be incurred).
This leaves me to work insanely both semesters, at a miserable, mindless job whereinwhich I will waste about forty hours of my life every week, in order to cover room charges. Nevertheless, my sudden enlightenment has relaxed my mood somewhat, at least momentarily. Concerns about how to pay for two essentially worthless degrees consume my over-tired, slightly mushy brain sometimes, to the point that I do not sleep well, even clutching Kermie.
Otherwise, at the moment I might not have much to legitimately complain about (though I would regardless inveigh against something or other). Minus work and one class each semester, summer provides the hours required to catch up on reading and playing with friends. According to Facebook, I am on officially friendly terms with at least two hundred fifty people, but I never have enough available time to see any of them, unless in passing. I am determined to rock climb with Sharada regularly, to swim with Jenni (until she leaves in June), to play racquetball with Bianca, and to engage in much movie-watching with Rachel, Christina, and Adrian. That covers six of two hundred fifty. Most of the others must continue to content themselves with the attention of their families and other friends.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 10:27 PM]