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I had a job interview today at my old stomping grounds at Snow College. I'm not sure I'll get the job because I don't think I have enough experience. But whatever. I got to wander around campus for a bit this afternoon and it made me feel nostalgic. They built a brand new library right behind the Noyes Administration Building - and the new library actually looks like the historic Noyes Building (a bit). One of the people interviewing me told me I should go walk around the new library before I left, but they were doing landscaping and some touch-up construction work and I felt funny walking inside, so I just walked around the outside.
So I got home and saw an email from the American Library Association telling me that I didn't get a scholarship that I had applied for. Well, I figured that I didn't because I applied for this thing months ago and hadn't heard a thing from anybody. But as part of the sender's signature and contact information, there was this quote: "Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want." Make of that what you will.
BUT - this is the big thing for the day. I think I've mentioned how my student loan for summer semester didn't quite cover tuition and fees and I've got to come up with $800-some-odd (and I think it's gone up to $825 because of a late fee). If I don't pay this, I am screwed for the semester. I have fall and spring covered (I think), but I have to get through summer or I'm not going to have all the credits I need.
So today, Mom called me to see how my interview went. During the course of our conversation, my sister brought in the mail. Mom said I had something from the high school and asked if she should open it. I told her to go ahead and open it and tell me what it was. Turns out, it was a check from the school district reimbursing me for gas (going to the high school from our house is a 40 mile round-trip - the school district has a fund that reimburses the families of students who have to drive that far every day) and a note of appreciation for working on the yearbook with the kids. Now, I always figured on this gig being a volunteer effort - I never expected to be paid for doing it or be reimbursed for gas. And the check was for (drumroll please!) $800! So, basically, I have the balance of tuition and fees covered and I didn't even know it!
Boy, that's a story for the Ensign.
Where I did go inside was the old humanities building, which hasn't changed a bit since those long nights at The Snowdrift. The room numbering is still as weird as ever and there's still that one brick in the connecting hallway that isn't as shiny as the rest. But they moved The Snowdrift office - the old newspaper production classroom hidden off in the corner is... just a plain old regular classroom! Sad day! :( And I couldn't find where the newspaper office is now (though the Department of Communication got some nifty new signage. Meh). Oh well... I guess you really can't go home again (yet the student radio station is exactly where it used to be).
So I got home and saw an email from the American Library Association telling me that I didn't get a scholarship that I had applied for. Well, I figured that I didn't because I applied for this thing months ago and hadn't heard a thing from anybody. But as part of the sender's signature and contact information, there was this quote: "Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want." Make of that what you will.
BUT - this is the big thing for the day. I think I've mentioned how my student loan for summer semester didn't quite cover tuition and fees and I've got to come up with $800-some-odd (and I think it's gone up to $825 because of a late fee). If I don't pay this, I am screwed for the semester. I have fall and spring covered (I think), but I have to get through summer or I'm not going to have all the credits I need.
So today, Mom called me to see how my interview went. During the course of our conversation, my sister brought in the mail. Mom said I had something from the high school and asked if she should open it. I told her to go ahead and open it and tell me what it was. Turns out, it was a check from the school district reimbursing me for gas (going to the high school from our house is a 40 mile round-trip - the school district has a fund that reimburses the families of students who have to drive that far every day) and a note of appreciation for working on the yearbook with the kids. Now, I always figured on this gig being a volunteer effort - I never expected to be paid for doing it or be reimbursed for gas. And the check was for (drumroll please!) $800! So, basically, I have the balance of tuition and fees covered and I didn't even know it!
Boy, that's a story for the Ensign.
