The mail doesn't bring any good news for me these days.
Yesterday, I got a subpoena saying that I have to appear in court on the 22nd to testify on behalf of the prosecution in the state's case against Sam's ex-boyfriend. Needless to say, not happy about that. But I'm the only witness to the incident, so I'm 99% sure that they're going to call on me.
It sucks. It really fucking sucks. I spent a year of my childhood on the stand for something that I'm probably not allowed to discuss, but in any case, it fucking traumatized me. A courtroom is the last place I want to be. Obviously if I have to, I will, but I'm not going to like it and I'm going to need some serious liquid therapy after all is said and done.
On another unhappy note, I got a letter from Lisa, my financial aid counselor at UoP, saying that I have an outstanding balance of $2,762. I'm pissed. She told me that I had to reapply for financial aid a few months ago because of an issue with the paperwork. So I did. I let her know via voicemail that I had done everything she said I needed to do, but she never got back to me, so I never found out what had happened and if everything had gone through alright.
A few weeks later, I get a letter from the Apollo Group saying that I had been denied for financial aid, but I wasn't sure if they had sent me that letter before I reapplied or after because the postmark was fuzzy and there were two different dates on the letter.
I don't know what to expect. The letter says that my outstanding balance is due on the 18th and obviously, I can't fork over that kind of money. I don't have it. All my money is tied up in my trip to Japan, most of it already invested in airfare and hotel costs. I'm worried. I don't know which classes have already been covered by financial aid and which ones haven't, so if it turns out that the classes I'm in right now aren't covered under the financial aid that I know I was approved for, not only will I have to pay for those classes out of my own pocket, I'll also have to drop out of my last four classes - my last fucking two blocks of classes - and put off my graduation.
The idea of having to completely abandon graduation is scary. I've put so much work into this degree that if I have to stop and wait for another opportunity to come by, I'll freak the fuck out. Plus, I was hoping to move to California in the summer or fall, but paying UoP for these classes and starting to pay back my federal aid is going to completely ruin any chance of making that happen.
I really hope Lisa calls me back tomorrow so we can work this out. But every time I leave a message on her voicemail, she calls me back in the early morning when I specifically tell her not to call me until after noon, and then we get into a game of phone tag. Again.
Ugh.
I really hope this all works out.
On a happier note...
Two more days.
If I were the last girl and you were the last boy left here on this planet and there was an earthquake... maybe then you'd love me.
Listening to: Then You'd Love Me - Lady Gaga
