Happy Birthday USA – Now can you help me pay for school?

Happy birthday USA. In celebration, we will acclimate ourselves to the sounds of war. At least that’s what my area seems to be doing. I once heard a story of a woman who came over to the US from a conflict – torn area. When her hosts took her to the Independence day fireworks, she covered her head and fled in terror. To me, loud explosions constantly going off means folks are having a good time – it means something good happened. One day, I’d like to think, loud explosions will mean happy times – to everybody.

Check out this awesome up-and-coming artist:
Good stuff.

Also, My brother thinks Seven Come Eleven by Charlie Christian sounds like a good soundtrack for someones life. Listen and tell me who’s soundtrack you think it would be.

Last week I received good news and bad news.
Good news: I was accepted into Wentworth.
Bad news: I was accepted into Wentworth.
Yes, I’m thrilled to be accepted into Biomedical Engineering for this fall. No, I do not have $43,000 to pay for it.
And so the saga continues. Every rose must have it’s thorns. These just happen to cut particularly deep.

I’m trying to figure out where I can save money, where I can get money (Financial Aid…I am counting on you). To start with, I’m writing out an exhaustive budget in which I compare the cost of things like commuting (which may require me to purchase a car and insurance) vs not commuting (which means I get to pay room and board). I then must weigh the pros and cons of each and choose the lesser of the two evils.

However, while looking up used cars to get price quotes, I saw, and (almost) fell in love with this incredibly attractive 2001 Toyota Celica. Yes, yes, I know. (Almost) in love is the worst place to start. It does get 28/34 MPGs.

Distractions aside, I’m searching the internet for grants and scholarships and am about to begin an incredible amount of letter/essay writing.

I have classes in the morning – early so I need to get some study rest (these are conquer the SAT classes). And I must thank my neighbor for being so generous as to share his smoke with me – even if it is second hand. Last week it was the skunk. At least skunks are not carcinogenic.

Day 5
85 Dayz to go

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