For the first time in my life, I am unable to casually mention that I need money (very small sums of money that is) and then have it magically presented to me by my mother. This fact was not startling, as I had never depended entirely upon my parents for money, but I had always thought that if my immaturity grew to foolishness, that I would be able to call them and request money. The fact that this is a just-realized impossibility for me is startling.
My current job, a fellowship, pays next to nothing, so I rely on Mr. Stafford and Ms. Sallie Mae to live. However, the summer is steadfastly approaching, and these two go on vacation to Bora Bora for the entire summer. Last year my dad sponsored me, this summer I will not be so lucky, as he's currently unemployed.
So I’ve entered crisis mode as I struggle now in January, to figure out how I am going to support myself this summer. If I keep my fellowship for next semester, I will have to work for free again this summer. If I get a job come June, then I have to pay for my tuition in the fall…it is a carousel of trade-offs.
Guess I’ll have to start hustling and sport a Baby Bjorn way before my mommy-time.
