Confetti Sprinkles

So Sunday me and my mom were going over the financing for college again, and we were trying to figure out how we could make it work this fall and we were down to our last option and I just knew it wasn’t gonna work.
 Every plan we had had fallen through, more and more fine print just kept turning up. And my mom kept trying to reassure me that it would work but I was being realistic for once and I just started crying.
  I knew what the right choice was. I knew it but it hurt so bad.
 

This is the second year in a row that I was accepted to my dream college, went through the whole process, got all the acceptance packages, found a roommate, made friends and then had to back out because something I was relying on changed. Second year in a row I talked all about ‘my school’ and then had to tell everyone that I failed.

I sobbed for an hour. Laid on the floor staring at the ceiling for 2 hrs. Eventually when I clamed down my mom took me to get ice cream and we came home and watched Hercules, my ‘comfort movie’ Then I stayed up until noon today, until I crashed and slept until my mom woke me up and made me eat

So now I have to message my roommie and tell her she has to go find someone else because I can’t fucking afford to go to school.
I JUST WANT TO BE EDUCATED GODDAMMIT

I post here b/c nobody on facebook ever pays attention to anything I say. Here I know at least a couple people are going to read it and care.