end of the line; human drama

I didn't keep to my system as expected and dropped the ball for a couple days but it's time to put my two cents in again.

Today all the financial issues came to a head and I stopped avoiding asking my dad about college payments- as expected no help was received. He seems to forget that he promised to put me through school. But, somehow he liquidated an 80 grand fund that had been put away for me so we wouldn't be at such a juncture- such is life.

Somehow though the verbal sparring with dad was quite a relief. I'm not sad or mad that he peddled away practically a million dollar fortune, and I'm focused on what I need to do now. I think it's time I started take my writing to the next level, because if I plan on spending money and having free time I'll need more than just a 9-to-5 grind where I make nothing an hour and piss my whole summer away.

As for next year, at this point I'm not even sure I'll be able to afford Michigan or State, regardless where I get in. I'll still fill out the FAFSA and do as many Fastweb essay scholarship contests as I can, so hopefully I can get a Big Ten education rather than waste away at WCC for God knows how long until I can save enough money up to transfer. I'm staying pretty positive though, and hopefully I can use this to beat some ambition into myself.

I've got my back against the wall right now, but in the past I've always performed best under the greatest amounts of stress. I only really become aggressive when I have a reason to be, so hopefully my brain can serve me well enough to start brainstorming some ways to make some cash. I'm going to get a Big Ten education and save enough money to do graduate school. Hopefully I'm going to look back at this as a turning point rather than a downhill spiral. Time will tell, but right now I want to hit the ground running.