So its 9:45 in the morning and I have class in approximately half an hour. I didn't sleep last night. I've been under an unusual amout of stress lately, even for me, and its been taking its toll on me both physically and mentally. Here's my problem: I moved to a country to go to school with the guy that I'm ever-so-madly in love with, and I thought I had it all straightened out... well, I guess technically I did, but now there are issues coming up left and right that are making my stay here in Newfoundland, Canada a little... less than comfortable.
Firstly and most irritatingly, I applied for a private international student loan back in, oh, lets say June. Now, does everyone have a calendar? Do you see the month? That's right, its September! School has been in session for over a week, and do you know what? Still no check. I was "provisionally accepted" back in early/mid July, but since then I've heard next to nothing. See, the problem they are having with me is that they say I never sent them this form and that form, and that they're missing a few things from my application. Wrong. I sent my application in twice by mail, and then faxed them later the "missing" paperwork. They sent me more emails saying they recieved this and that, but were still missing certain things. The same things I sent. That was about 3 weeks ago. Since then, I've been unable to contact them through email, phone, or even on their site. Bullshit much?
Ah, but there is light! About 3 days ago I got an email from someone from their company who informed me that they recently let go about half of their employees, and that was making the loan process... shall we say, excrutiating? I gave her all my new contact information... but I've heard nothing back.
So, secondly. Everything roots from that stupid loan company. I can't afford books, I can't afford food (this school has no meal plan so we have to buy and cook all our own food), I can't afford bottled water (the water here is brown... enough said), and I can't afford a coat or any other clothes (you'd think being from Maine and being able to wear just a sweatshirt year wound would be okay... not in Canada). So I've been geting teachers and faculty to take pity on me, hoping that they will at least give me some sort of a break. Being international, I can't get emergency funding from the school, or good health care in the event that this stress gives me some sort of an aneurism.
One good thing about being broke: The food pantry in student services. Ah, yes. The haven for the poor studentI I went down there yeesterday and was given two nicely-sized bags of food. Pretty good stuff too. Crackers, oatmeal, granola bars, some soups, some microwavable meals... everything a college kid needs!
On that note (being reminded that I am, in fact, in college), I need to leave for class. Hurray Earth Science!
These have been the words of Jan... thanks for reading.
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