Greetings from your freedom fighter, in Occupied Territory...
I started school last week, and I'm somewhat happy. Why not completely happy? Simple; I have to travel a considerable distance to get here. It's a private college, but I decided to go through the Bachelor's Program, as opposed to an Associate's... I had planned on transferring to Stanford in order to complete my Ph. D., but the college that I had initially enrolled in, Clackamas Community, had fucked me over with financial aid. You're wondering why I went to a JC, instead of a university, right? For those of you that have never attended college, you can usually get classes that you need at a JC (as long as the courses fulfill the catalogue requirements for your major, you're fine, and you won't have to pay as much for the course.), for a lot less.
This wasn't to be the case at Clackamas. First off, I submitted my financial aid requests by the application deadline. When school started, my first allotment of financial aid wasn't available. WTF?!?! I then had to apply for a loan from the school in order to pay for books, and I was approved without issue... I continued to follow up with their idiotic rules in order to get approval, yet the problems persisted. It turns out, that I wasn't the only one that had to deal with this nonsense; I was just more vociferous than the rest of the sheeple... It scared the regressives here so much, they called campus security out on me, for fear that I was going to go postal on them!!!
Anyway, I went through the quarter, and played their silly game by their rules, and completed everything on "their" timetable (basically, when they felt you were ready to be seen by them... condescending asshats!!!). But, I turned the tables on them (I got a copy of their SOP/rules... and quoted the book to them; they didn't like it, that this beaner could figure out their scam!!!), and made them expedite my request by showing them their procedures! It pissed them off so much, I ended up having a sitdown with the Dean of Financial Services... I read her the riot act, and advised her that bigger schools in California can do this quicker and more accurately than you do here. I then asked her, why is it taking so damn long to get this squared away; I was told that they're trying to discourage people from applying for financial aid by delaying it. I yelled loudly, "Then why the hell do you make it available to us?!?! Are you trying to give students that can't afford to attend college, a false sense of hope?!?! If that's the case, then you should be ashamed of yourself!!! We're trying to better ourselves, but you regressive socialists end up being no better than apartheid-era South Africa!!! How do you like being compared to that?!?!"
Needless to say, my reaction to this didn't go over well with the school... On a good note, the Assoc. Dean of Arts and Science cut me a break on my tuition. He had heard of my plight (initially, a complaint had been filed by one of my instructors... She said that I was stalking her, but it was later discovered by the Dean, that I had business in that building at the time she said I was stalking her... This dumb bitch has some serious Daddy issues!!!), and cut my costs by 50%, and I thought that was cool. I had garnered a lot of sympathy with the staff, but it was for naught...
So, when school ended in December, I found out a week before finals, that I had been denied for financial aid!!! So, these assholes denied me, and fucked with me that whole time! Wow!!! What a surprise!!! Do these people think that I'm just some uppity Mexican, willing to put up with whatever bullshit they give me? Do they think that I'll acquiesce, and settle for their table scraps?!?! Fuck no, I won't!!! I'm too smart to let a bunch of racist libtards do this to me, and I won't!!! The socialist apartheid system will be brought down, and not by peaceful means! They've precipitated this disaster, yet they refuse to accept the consequences of their actions! They insist that they're fair, but I say different! They don't want someone like me telling them what I am... They insist that I fit into their little box that they've created for me... FUCK THAT!!! I'M NOT A CRAYOLA, NOR AM I SOME LITTLE ASS KISSER THAT WILL ACQUIESCE TO THEIR DEMANDS!!! I'M A FUCKING WARRIOR, AND WHEN THE TIME COMES, THERE WILL BE A FIGHT... but, make no mistake, I won't be the one starting the fight, but I will be there on the front lines... My ass hanging over the FEBA!!! And, I sure as hell, won't be the only one there, either!
The balloon is slowly inflating, and the orchestra is tuning up to play the melody of war... I know that I'm being watched, but I don't care! Let them come; I've waged war before!