Financial aid happiness stuff

I went for my financial aid assessment and signed up on the computer and all this other stuff you have to do, and I applied for two grants. The grants are awesome and I am likely to get them; they cover more than half of the tuition. If I took out a student loan (interest free,) I would actually have a surplus of money that I would use to pretty much put right back into the loan.

But here's the funny part.

Because I'm applying and enrolling at what is normally the tail end of a typical school year (the spring trimester,) the grants only apply to this one semester. I will have to re-apply for them in February, and the ones I get then will cover three trimesters. This will be after I get my W2 forms and the W2 is what they use to figure out how much money you get. The less money you made in a year, the more they give you. Due to the fact that I lost my job in May and for at least half of the fiscal year I was on unemployment, the grants I will be getting for subsequent trimesters will cover even more than they do now; possibly up to two thirds of the tuition and fees. Because of the timing of the loss of my job and the W2 forms, and the timing of when I enrolled and will have to renew my grant applications, I am paying insanely less to go to this university and to China!

When she explained to me that I would have to re-enroll with a new W2, it all started clicking in my brain how this all came together in perfect synchronicity.

Lao Tzu said, 'What may appear to be a calamity often gives rise to fortune.'

The only ones in this that I really can't get past the utter douchiness of are my ex boss who felt that standing up for us was "too much of a headache," (his exact words,) and the ex-coworkers who agreed with this, including my ex supervisor who I thought for many years was a truly good friend to me.

But I'm happy in knowing that those people really, really hate the job. Not a day would go by when one of them wasn't complaining about how much it sucked there, how they felt trapped etc.

Not all of them; some were and still are great friends and very fulfilled people. Those folks, I am glad they're happy and that they are still a part of my life.

But the others? I can't bring myself to feel sorry for them. :)

Captain Jack Sparrow said, "I suppose I should be thanking you because in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, I would have had an equal share in that curse the same as you.

Funny old world, innit?

:D

Financial aid happiness stuff

I went for my financial aid assessment and signed up on the computer and all this other stuff you have to do, and I applied for two grants. The grants are awesome and I am likely to get them; they cover more than half of the tuition. If I took out a student loan (interest free,) I would actually have a surplus of money that I would use to pretty much put right back into the loan.

But here's the funny part.

Because I'm applying and enrolling at what is normally the tail end of a typical school year (the spring trimester,) the grants only apply to this one semester. I will have to re-apply for them in February, and the ones I get then will cover three trimesters. This will be after I get my W2 forms and the W2 is what they use to figure out how much money you get. The less money you made in a year, the more they give you. Due to the fact that I lost my job in May and for at least half of the fiscal year I was on unemployment, the grants I will be getting for subsequent trimesters will cover even more than they do now; possibly up to two thirds of the tuition and fees. Because of the timing of the loss of my job and the W2 forms, and the timing of when I enrolled and will have to renew my grant applications, I am paying insanely less to go to this university and to China!

When she explained to me that I would have to re-enroll with a new W2, it all started clicking in my brain how this all came together in perfect synchronicity.

Lao Tzu said, 'What may appear to be a calamity often gives rise to fortune.'

The only ones in this that I really can't get past the utter douchiness of are my ex boss who felt that standing up for us was "too much of a headache," (his exact words,) and the ex-coworkers who agreed with this, including my ex supervisor who I thought for many years was a truly good friend to me.

But I'm happy in knowing that those people really, really hate the job. Not a day would go by when one of them wasn't complaining about how much it sucked there, how they felt trapped etc.

Not all of them; some were and still are great friends and very fulfilled people. Those folks, I am glad they're happy and that they are still a part of my life.

But the others? I can't bring myself to feel sorry for them. :)

Captain Jack Sparrow said, "I suppose I should be thanking you because in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, I would have had an equal share in that curse the same as you.

Funny old world, innit?

:D