It's a lot different entering the university system when you're twenty-five. For one, getting financial aid is a lot easier.
When I went to college the first time, at age eight-teen, my dad made too much money, but not enough. I'm sure some of you know what I mean. Your parents make enough to keep food on the table, and to live a somewhat comfortable life. You weren't far behind when the new video games or gadgets came to the market, and somehow, you always got that one big thing that wasn't too crazy for Christmas, along with a few other goodies for good measure.
But, when the time to go to college came around, your parents didn't make enough. My mother was dead by then, and though my father had recently taken a pay cut, his previous year's income was too high for me to be eligible for anything but a 500 dollar loan. I was a bit of a slacker in high-school, but I thought my natural ability would carry me through college. After-all, grades shouldn't be more important than ability when you are trying to enter the sparkling world of "higher" education, right?
Wrong.
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