angelheaded hipster

I didn't sleep much last night because I was so excited about launching my new blogs that I wanted to work on the templates as much as possible. I've never really used Movable Type before, nor have I used separate style sheets, so the whole thing is causing some issues. Not that I'm terribly made about that. No. That's not what I'm mad about.

Why the fuck do I get solicitation letters from my college every quarter? Don't they know that I can't even afford to fucking repay my student loan? Do they realize how annoying it is to get this stupid ass letter telling me that I need to support "Women Who Will...." and then read about all the fabulous internships and international travel done by current students of my alma mater? Don't they think that maybe, just maybe, in this economy some of their recent graduates never had the chance to do any of those fun things as students because they were too busy trying to scrounge together enough loan money to stay in school for another year? And maybe those same students are struggling to make ends meet out in the Real World?

I used to constantly write about how Swellesley was the Real World; that I was sick of people telling me I was going to grow up so much more when I got out of that coddling environment. Well guess what - the only thing that's changed is that delusional dreams get you nowhere fast when there's rent, a car note, and a student loan bill to pay. Women Who Will Change The World? Only if daddy's trust fund is paying for it.