I filled out my forms and turned them in. The little statement above the signature line says "Everything on this form is true to the best of my knowledge." I can honestly say that to the best of my knowledge everything I wrote on the form is true. I probably wouldn't want to go into what "best of my knowledge" may or may not include...but that's a fight for another day. After talking to the law school financial aid guy, I think that my main problem is my veteran's benefits, which throw the whole system off since they aren't counted as income on the FAFSA yet are essentially a monthly income source...this apparently effs up the whole system and throws up a big red flag. The rest of it is a mystery to me, but, I tried to follow the instructions I got from all the offices I visited, and if I made mistakes they were totally not in bad faith, so guess that's going to have to be good enough for the time being.
On a completely different note, I think I've talked about this before, but why do people run into me all the time like I don't exist or they can't see me?
I am tall. I am...uh...not petite. I have red hair. I have presence people, presence! And yet, when I walk down the street or the hall it's like I don't exist.
You may not know this, but my first exam is next week and as yet, the professor has basically said nothing about what might be on it, nor has he covered any significant portion of the typewritten syllabus, or given us even a nugget of substantive law. I have kind of a bad feeling about this.
It's dreary here today. I feel kind of...blah. Hopefully once I get out of class I can go for my (now) daily walk if it's not pouring and that will perk me up. Or maybe I'll see a cute cabana boy in the library I can ogle. I heart ogling.