Rant
I haven’t ranted for my blog yet, so here it goes…
I really have grown, and my husband pointed out the other day that I have gone through every stage possible. I have gone from being so mad, it made me cry; being so sad, I cried some more; to feeling angry again. Now, I’m at the acceptance stage- I can’t change other people, I can’t change the rules, and the only thing left in my power to change is…
ME!
I feel as if I have become better at putting everything into perspective. Even though life may suck now, it will be so sweet in a few months. Also, life is too short to only think about the negative things, while the good things go unnoticed. It’s graduate school- it supposed to be hard (my mantra).
On more of a rant note- the Bursar is not supposed to suck! They are in charge of thousands of dollars, yet they have no clue what they are doing! Every term, I have had to talk to financial aid, then talk to the bursar, then talk to financial aid again (because apparently they do not have telephones to communicate with each other). This has been such a painful process arguing with them to fix my account, that now, I just laugh about it. I’m now in the process of returning two refund checks and trying to remove a late fee that they said would not be applied because I should not have a balance (but still do because they calculated the numbers incorrectly). Just tonight, I was informed that my friend, who was brilliant enough to get the Noyce Scholarship, is having $4000 dollars stolen from her by the school! How does this happen? What is so difficult about adding and subtracting and typing those numbers correctly into the computers? This is the end of my rant. The bursar office is so not cool.