I used to work here, almost live here, I even nearly died here once. I come in today to schedule classes, because I am just about done.
JUST WHEN I AM ALMOST DONE, THEY YANK MY FINANCIAL AID FOR TAKING TWO YEARS TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IT IS THAT I REALLY WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE. I COULD FILE AN APPEAL, BUT I REFUSE TO DO SO ON THE GROUNDS THAT I WILL NOT SUPPORT SENSELESS ACTS OF BUREAUCRACY.
4 YEARS, THIRTY FUCKING THOUSAND DOLLARS IN STUDENT LOANS, AND NOTHING TO SHOW FOR IT.
Miles, Ralph, Josh, Richard, Richard, Richard, Ji, Wayne, Robert, James, The Two Good Doctors, Yash The Stampede, and all the rest that I got love for: thank you. Thank you for molding me into the man I am today, thank you for sparking my real interest in computers.
Today is the worst day of my life.