So I haven’t had time to really pay attention to my life…I mean. I pay attention to my life, but I missed this letter sitting in my inbox from last week.

The part that is kind of fancy, and kind of horrifying is here:

The Scholarship Committee of the School of General Studies is pleased to inform you that you have been awarded a scholarship in the amount of $7000  for the 2008 – 2009 academic year.    In addition to the scholarship noted above, you will receive an additional $2200 as a part of the need enhancement that was announced in the spring of 2008.   This makes your total award $9200 for the 2008 – 2009 academic year.

In considering an application for financial aid, the Scholarship Committee evaluates academic progress, financial need, and projected enrollment.  Your  award is based on your anticipated enrollment from your scholarship application of 9 credits in the fall and 9 credits in the spring.

If you enroll for fewer credits than stated above, your scholarship amount will be reevaluated and, in most cases, reduced. You must be enrolled for a minimum of six credits (half time) each semester to receive a scholarship. If you receive full tuition benefits from Columbia University or an outside employer, you will be eligible only for a nominal award from institutional funds (maximum $550) to help defray academic fees.”

Now…I did not get $9200 last year. I have no idea how they determined that $9,200 was sufficient for a woman making less than $30k combined for a school that costs close to $60k full time. But I really do not care. I did bust my ass as much as I was able to, and scored nothing lower than a B…so, this is what they decided to give me.

I sat here almost in tears thinking to myself…3 classes and two full time jobs. (Oh no.) Now if I went to NYU or some other more local douchey school, well, I could possibly justify the travel time. But when I am going to school on a weekday and working the same day (especially clear downtown on the same side), you are talking about a minimum of 4 hours travel time to and from school and work and home. Eeghads.

But I want it, and I would seriously throw a tantrum to get it, if that was all it took. Unfortunately for me, it involves none of that.

So I have to figure out if I should:

1) Try it out

2) Quit the spa and work the cafe hoping I can make rent.

3) Squish 30 hours into 3 days at the spa, take three classes and work at the cafe when I am not at work or school.

4) Cry

I mean, I know I am kind of a bitch to be sitting here complaining about having choices in a ridiculously scary economy (if you saw the resumes that cross my desk looking for phone work you would think twice about your impressions–these cats have masters degrees and some have PHD’s, and they want to book spa appointments!). But having too many choices sometimes proves to be too scary for me as well.

To top it all off, I have not really told anyone about the cafe. My parents don’t know. Then again they don’t know much about anything about me. Anyway, the point being, if I really fucked it all up and ruined all three prospects. Then what? E wouldn’t be happy since he is always on me to make more money anyways.

Basically yeah. I guess I would be in trouble. But that whole fly by the seat of your pants trust the world business doesn’t cut the mustard when you have health issues and rent to pay.

Oh Calgon…drop me 10k in an account and I could make it stretch just about a year with basic expenses.

too bad Calgon is soap for Massengil women. Otherwise it might be a “gawd” worth praying to.