Disappointment and added stress, here we come.

Er.

I may have filled out a FAFSA and contacted the college I applied to a couple of years back to see about if I could go back.

So ... that happened.

I have no freakin' CLUE where that came from.

The college thing, that is. Not that I don't want to go back -- I do, a whole lot -- but I wasn't even contemplating doing anything about it at the moment until this morning.

The current plan is to try and get back into the weekender program at the same college I applied to last time. But first, financial aid! I'm out of the rehab program for my previous federal student loans and whatnot, so hopefully I can actually GET financial aid this time. If my credit is good enough that I don't need a co-signer for a new car, I don't see why I can't get financial aid to go back to school and finish a degree, damn it. Hmph.

Anyway, last time I tried this I was going to major in computer tech, but if I'm going to do it this time I want to major in communications, for crying out loud. I'd like to minor in a language, preferably German, but the place I'd like to go doesn't offer it, so I figure I'll stick with digital media as a minor since it'll probably come in handier.

Aaaand I figure I'll try to start in January, if I can even get to go. The downside is that I may have to try to get a different day job before then. Actually, no, stuff that, that may not even be a downside. I am ... not particularly happy with my day job right now.

Then again, it could turn out that I won't even be able to go, and even if I do that's just one more thing to dig into my writing time and the pathetic joke that passes as a social life. Still, though ... college!

... er, I should probably go write before I have no time whatsoever to write. Le sigh.