I'm all about financial aid. God knows, I put enough money into my taxes (and pay more at the end of the year) to want a little something in the here and now. Since I put off doing my taxes, I also put off doing my FAFSA. The deadline is coming up and while I was filling out my supplemental financial aid request (because school is weird like that, it's required) I "re-found" my school-specific scholarship request. (It was on the desktop. Guess I was so used to seeing it I...uhm "didn't" see it.)
So--why not? Money is good. I could use a little more for books and stuff--those things are expensive.
I filled it out, now I'm writing a two page "please help a poor-Jodi" letter (also required). I spent yesterday hitting up (okay, twisting arms in a nice way) people to write me letters of recommendation.
Easy. "Would you agree I'm poor? You pay me, right? You know how much I make. Would you agree I'm dedicated to whatever I want to do--not involving here? Great! Sign here, and thank you."
Funny how people always put the paper-stuff down. I'll get to it soon, they say. Me, "let me help you do that while you fill this out. I got it from the office, and look--I brought a pen!" Them, "Is there a category for persistently annoying?"
Me. "You meant proactive, right?"
Corporate-speak. "I believe Jodi will succeed at anything she decides to achieve."