For Your Information (or is this too self-important?)

(not that, uh, i know anyone who that happened to.)

From my own experience: back in 1978 I went to Cambridge University to study maths. For all sorts of reasons I dropped out in the first term, and didn't go back to university until the mid-'90s. I never regretted dropping out. I know this isn't exactly the same as what has happened to you, I just mean that it doesn't have to hugely damage your life. I don't know what your options are now, obviously, but there are lots of them.

To summarise: sympathy, and good luck.

I am unsure of what my options are at this point. ironically enough, I utilized a lot (about $600) of the money that I had saved up over the summer to stay in a hotel and eat out because there was a problem with housing this year and I didn't get a place to live until two weeks after I arrived. I then spent the NEXT two weeks getting all of my required signatures, convincing teachers to let me into class late in the semester, and cathching up in my work. (If I still had that money, the title of the thread would have been "help me start a life in NYC!") ;-)
There is a possibility of returning next semester, but I don;t know if I want to. I was never very happy here (though happy enough to miss it), and could only bear staying because the Geography department here is the best in the country, and that is what I am studying. I also have a few friends. I seriously may just save money and leave for a city. I don't know. This school has already caused me a lot of pain, and I worked very hard to come back this year, only to have this shit occur. I should admit that some of this is my own making... my grades were less than perfect, but I have been working very hard lately, and if it mattered in the cold calculus of financial aid, I could get a number of professors to vouch for me.

I feel really guilty for complaining about this situation. I was brough up in a middle class household, and I never had to think really hard about what it was, exactly, that I wanted to do with my life. college was expected, of course. I guess I never had any plans for the future because I never needed them, really.

I should be back in DC over the weekend, though I am not sure when. hopefully they will let me stay for the show here on thrusday, as nobody else in my promotions organization owns any turntables, a small problem for a hip hop show ;-).

I can sympathize, though. It is extremely difficult to get money for school.

And yes, get some FAP stuff going down in DC. Create the alternate universe to the Dischord scene or something. ;-)

but what if I already am a whiny leftist? ;-)