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 Posted February 29th, 2008 at 7:02PM
I received a borderline threatening letter in the mail the other day, saying I was past due for several student loan repayments. Turns out after calling twice and requesting my e-mail address to be changed, it still hadn’t happened, and they were sending e-notifications to a long defunct address. Today, I get someone helpful on the phone from Citibank (*gasp*) who manually changed the e-mail address, and accepted payment for (as far as I can tell) three months of back payments, coming out of money that was supposed to pay the credit card.
The current outlook?
- $16,000+ due (total) on four separate federal subsidized Stafford student loans
- $3,200 due on one federal Perkins student loan
- I assume if I owe anyone else money, they’ll be getting in contact.
Moral of the story? I’m in debt, and still not entirely sure what I gained out of it.
Posted November 12th, 2007 at 12:04AM
Moving back in with the parents after college, you run the risk of falling into a rut. A rut of epic proportions.
I’ve fallen clear into said rut, and there’s no daylight in sight. You know those individuals who’re 30 and still in their parents’ basement? This is how it begins. Right here.
I’ve been trying with varying degrees of effort to find gainful employment over the past two months. Had an interview with a local paper. It’s been three weeks. They’re “still looking over applicants.” Considering the would-be co-workers and managing editor I met, I’m not too broken up over not hearing back. Shitty pay. Besides, I can’t imagine a full-time job where the bulk of work is copy-editing.
But otherwise, writing jobs are pretty scarce around these parts. I could work somewhere that has nothing to do with writing. And delivering pizzas seems like my best prospect at this point. But what would that say of the four years I spent at college?
None of the local pizza places are hiring, and I’m not going to commute 20-30 miles just to deliver pizza all night.
I think I’ve said it before, but I’ll repeat. I miss college. The academic pursuits. Being forced to read, write, and think. Nobody thinks enough. Believe me: I didn’t think much in college, but it was loads more than my primary exercises today. Cursing at the TV, broadcasting triangulating Democratic presidential hopefuls or our Fearless Leader blundering through another scripted speech.
The writing in college – whether for class or publication.
My peers, full of prospects. They were decent people. More decent than most. Even the college Republicans, god bless their black souls.
Living alone. Or with a few housemates. Most of all – living away from the parental units. Why can you only take so much of your relatives before they drive you bat-shit crazy?
I didn’t mind the summer months leading up to now. I autocrossed. I lounged.
It makes economic sense. I don’t pay rent. Food is free. I pay for gas, but at the end of the month, who pays the credit card? If I got a job, I could concentrate on paying off my student debt. I could also blow significant money on go-fast parts for my car. Gee, I might even be able to obtain health insurance, and get that blood work my doctor ordered months ago.
But once I get a job, what’s the first thing I’m doing? Blowing the fuck outta Dodge. There goes the gravy train. But any shred of sanity I can salvage is worth it in the long run.
Better to toil in poverty than loll in the womb that is your parents’ daybed.
Posted September 8th, 2006 at 11:39AM
Today I skipped my first class, Deutsch 201. I’ve gone.. four times so far this semester. If I skip every fifth class, I should be OK. I think.
On Wednesday, I filleted my index finger with a large serrated knife. It hurt, and still does, but seems to be healing somewhat. Quite a bit of blood for a minute there.
This Sunday I go to another autocross, as some regular readers should know (the info is in the last post for chrissakes).
And I still need to write a post about my apartment.
Right now, I think I’ll update the design here.
Posted August 28th, 2006 at 1:14PM
We came down to Ithaca last Wednesday to look at apartments. We found one, which I’ll write about in a later post. Then I had a few days to pack, before moving in on Saturday. The apartment wasn’t furnished, so we had to bring my bed, furniture, and a variety of odd knick-knacks for the kitchen, bathroom, etc.
My parents slept over Saturday night, then returned on Sunday. I busied myself around the house. Everything is pretty much settled, except I still need to find a chair for my desk. Going to check out the Salvation Army and the odd used furniture store here and there.
Typing this post up in the pub on-campus. Still no internet at my place, although my neighbors in the same building sometimes get a wireless signal from one of the other houses in the area. I’ll have to investigate this further – my laptop doesn’t pick up any signal. Or perhaps I’ll just forgo internet at home. It’s not terrible. Forces me to do stuff other than surf the interweb. Like read newspapers.
Classes start this Wednesday. Not looking forward to it. Glad this is my last year, I’m over college. I hate people my age.
Posted March 24th, 2006 at 1:00AM
I hate how I began this blog by capitalizing the first letter of each word in the title. I continue doing it for continuities sake, but it bothers me. Expect a site re-design sometime soon. This current one is a completely stock thing that I just slapped up because I like the ajax menu and comments. I might edit it, or I might start afresh. Who knows.
EDIT: Decided to begin work on a completely new wordpress theme from scratch (well, scratch or the old plane-jane theme that use to ship with WP) and enter it in the WP 2.0 competition. Create something nice and new for the site, contribute something to the WP community. And there’s always the slim chance of getting a prize. Prizes are good.
Flipping through the 2006 Bloggies, noticed one blog coming up again and again – PostSecret, where users anonymously send in postcards revealing something or another. It’s interesting.
I’m still in a rotten mood. Looks like next year won’t be too bad – I’ll need to take two politics courses, two or three writing courses, and two semesters of German. The rest will just be filler. Wonder if I could still snag that anthropology minor. Huh.
Posted May 2nd, 2005 at 10:40AM
Here I am, banging out the rough draft for one of my final papers. I should have had a full rough draft last Thursday, but I re-scheduled the conference. The final is due on Friday. It should be good. It’s a satirical piece arguing for why we should jettison nuclear waste into space (or the sun, haven’t decided yet). I’ve just been having a terrible time concentrating on it. Like right now, how I find myself magically posting instead of working on it. Interesting, huh? I guess it’s coming along alright. Slowly but surely. A sneak peak:
So where exactly are we going to put our nuclear waste? Storing it domestically is costly and dangerous. Paying third world nations to take it also might have repercussions for America down the line. And ocean dumping is frowned upon today, as a result of environmental lobbyists. However, I think it’s safe to say that there one prospective avenue that we have yet to discuss. And that is jettisoning the waste into space.
This semester in terms of finals, I have three tests and two papers. This is a 180 from every semester before, where I had a lot of papers and only one or two tests. I think it will be a nice change of pace actually. I can go and quickly rip through a test faster than it takes to write a decent paper.
I have no idea what my grades are going to be like this semester.
Interesting fog today. Cornell looks cool.
I think the cleaning staff have given up on our floor altogether. We have more toilet paper, but nothing has been cleaned. Probably for the best. Someone broke one of the shower handles a few days ago, so now we are limited to the worse shower, which is too low and changes temperatures frequently. Although this doesn’t quite stop people from trying to use the broken shower – everyday now I wake up and go into the bathroom to find it pouring out water because some real genius could turn it on but not off.
I’m tired of this shit.
Posted April 15th, 2005 at 2:43PM
I got accepted to the European Union program in Freiburg for this fall semester. What a relief! At first they said they hadn’t recieved some paperwork (which I had totally sent in) and said that “demand for the program is high.” This had me a bit worried, but I sent the info in again and today I recieved an e-mail saying I’ve been accepted. If you’re not in the loop, fall 2005 is the only time I’m able to go abroad, since my schedule is otherwise so booked from having two majors. A blurb about the program:
For over 20 years, IES has conducted the European Union Program from its Center in Freiburg, Germany, but the scope of the program also encompasses France, Luxembourg, Belgium, Switzerland, and Central and Eastern Europe. Situated on the edge of the beautiful Black Forest, Freiburg is a picturesque university and medieval cathedral town with a rich educational heritage. It allows easy access to Strasbourg, Luxembourg, Frankfurt, Brussels, Paris, and Geneva–the centers of influence and development for the European Union.
Understanding the European Union (EU) is key to understanding contemporary Europe. The EU is a unique, treaty-based, institutional framework designed to coordinate the political and economic policies of its member states. With the accession of Eastern European countries, the EU is now a community of close to 500 million citizens and one of the largest markets in the world.
While the EU sets out to become an important international player politically, its status as an economic superpower is indisputable. The symbiotic relationship between the U.S. and the European Union is one that dominates the global economic arena by its sheer size and importance.
I’ll be able to continue my politics studies, and all courses are taught in English. I’ll be able to continue German, and travel all throughout Europe. A model EU simulation, and housing in co-ed German student residences. Check and check!
Finally, on another awesome note, my hat came today. And it is spectacular.
Nirvana — In Bloom
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
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