Deadlines. I really don't like deadlines. I missed a deadline for grad school yesterday and I really don't have any idea how missing that deadline will affect anything yet. Hopefully it will be minor, but since it was my class registration deadline, it seems it may not be so minor. It's kind of a funny story and goes a little like this...
I hadn't decided until last week that I was for sure going to ASU. (actually, I'm still not really sure about the whole deal...even though I know I'm going, but that's a whole other days topic) As such, I didn't feel it particularly necessary have etched into my brain all of the important dates and timelines. Today though, while in the photo lab, wasting hours of my time on images I don't even really like all that much, I realized that I should kinda probably review that packet I got upon admittance oh, back in March. It was full of dates and such that I had merely skimmed and I was sure things would be coming up soon.
While reading one MEMO included in that packet, I had a minor panic attack. Your completed Registration Form and Registration by Proxy Form must be received by May 3, 2004. Ahhhhhhhhh! I had to remind myself to breath, and when breath came I began to look for all the forms this memo mentioned about schedules and registering and classes. Classes? I have to choose my classes now? Where are the forms? This is it. I can't make this decision now. Was May 3 yesterday? My thoughts raced as I came to the realization that the forms were not in the packet. Summoning my father to check over every piece of paper I had in my possession that had an ASU association, I reconciled that I was not crazy and suddenly didn't feel as bad for missing the deadline. I never got the forms. I've barely disturbed that packet since I got it. It's all stayed in one place; I've shuffled through it several times, but never had it strewn about as I did tonight.
So, I know why I missed the deadline. I never saw the forms. Usually when I see something important like a registration form, that triggers a "reality button" somewhere in the recesses of my being. Having seen only the letter explaining registration doe not have the same effect. I didn't realize I had to send anything in because I never saw the form and in my moments spent skimming all the information, that form did not stand out to me - I mean, how could it have - it just wasn't there. I really hope they still let me in classes.
Forms...there is more to be said about forms, only this is about the scholarship. Well, indirectly I guess. I'm thinking I didn't get the scholarship I applied for. I'm thinking that mostly so I don't get disappointed if I don't get it. Also, I'm thinking that because I have to go either way, scholarship or not, and why get my hopes up. Tonight I investigated my financial aid paperwork status and found something peculiar at the end of my investigation. The last piece of paper I sent them (I kid you not, it was one piece of paper) the received a month ago. I have heard NOTHING from them in regards to anything about what sort of loans I qualify for. This seems odd. Processing sometimes takes a while, but not really that long. Anyway, the only logical explanation my little head conjured up was that perhaps I am being considered for the scholarship. But then I remembered that I found three typos in the essay I sent them. Shouldn't get my hopes up. I have to call tomorrow and see what sort of people take a month to process a non-filing form.
Oh, I bet you're wondering about the dorm part of the title. Well, you're lucky cuz this is just where that comes in. I discovered today many things about expenses and life and reality. Also, as much as I don't want a roommate, or three, even more so I don't want to live alone. So, at least for my first year, I will be living in campus housing, but I'm not sure if you could really call this a dorm.
Is this for real?
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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