I’m so broke. I think all this suckiness ought to count for something. Let’s see who can come up with the best sob story. I’ll tell you the whole story, in list form.
(1) I’m $15,000 in debt. My parents told me to take out all the student loans I could in college and they’d pay them off in the end. Having no reason not to believe my loving family, I did. When I graduated two months ago, they sent me a letter saying my payments would be $150.00 a month for the next forty years. My parents say “Oh, well we thought the payments were only going to be fifty dollars. We can’t afford $150 (they can, but thats another story). Your on your own.” They arn’t even going to help with the fifty they had planned to pay.
The worst parts? Through childhood, they set aside several thousand dollars in savings bond for my college fund. They were expecting to have to fund my entire education. I ended up getting an amazing financial aid package, and they constantly bragged about how great it was that they didn’t have to tap into “their” savings bonds. You guessed it- those arn’t going to help out with this debt either.
(2) Naively, I thought until a month before graduation that I had my finances in good order. I lived extremely frugally, and managed to subsist entirely on financial aid. I didn’t work, but instead devoted myself full force to my studies. It paid off- I graduated with departmental and college honors. Thats earned me exactly nothing. Can’t find a job. I would have been better off spending all that time blowing off my studies and working- if at least to put money away for these lean times.
(3) I also won a scholarship- that was supposed to further my studies after graduation. I wrote a great essay on how I was going to use it to advance my future and all that. Guess what is being used to pay next month’s rent?
(4) I used to live on $500.00 a month after rent. Now I live on $100.00 after rent- and I can’t afford that more than another month or so (until my better-your-future-scholarship money runs out). I’ve been eating expired food that my friend gets from her job at a supermarket, and leftover food from parties at my boyfriend’s work. At this point I’m nearly completely depended on charity. I just sit around at home hating life all day because almost all getting out (and seeing my friends) involves the price of a matinee movie ticket or cup of coffee somewhere and I can’t even afford that.
(5) I’m going to have to move back in with parents (who I’m still pretty mad at for all this betrayal business). First I’ll go broke and dry up any reserved money I have, but it seems inevitable. Sacramento here I come! Exactly the place that millions of people try to get out of. I did it! And now I get to turn right around and go back. I’ll probably even get to work a crappy service job with all the people I went to high school with who didn’t go to college- except by this point they’ll be my manager and can make fun of me for living with my mom.
(6) I HATE IT! Why didn’t anyone warn me that life after college sucks more than anything on Earth? Why didn’t they tell me I’d be broker than I could ever imagine (this coming from a girl who grew up on welfare and knows what poverty feels like)? Why didn’t they warn me that I’d watch all my dreams drip slowly down the drain? That college was fun but fucking useless. That my family could betray me at any time. Ughhh!!!