I have a full federal loan. However, tuition is very expensive, 12k/semester.
If I become a resident, my tuition goes down to 9k/semester, and taking entry level courses at the CC would reduce the term from about six semesters to about four.
Either way, the fact that there is a full loan and housing would be less there and I'd be doing more than sitting on my kiester don't matter to them.
I talked to them some more today, or rather listened to my father rant for about half an hour about how all his problems are due to being blind and how he's holding out for a six-figure job rather than get a walk-in job as a medical teacher because he has "expenses". When I pointed out that many people support family on a 4-5 digit income, he replied, "Well, they get 'help', I don't."
He said he "got" a job with the former employer, DHS-CA, that he previously sued, who were "glad to have him back", but the person has been "out of town for three months now" and he's "waiting on a response". He talked to disability people who were "assholes" because they told him to go on disability rather than try to get a job, "I wasn't willing to accept that." He complained they didn't hook him up with support for his OCR equipment (the same equipment I offered him years ago). Of course, he didn't remember that.
I let him monologue uninterrupted for a good 15m before asking if he was done; he said yes, so I asked if he was going to interrupt me if I spoke. He said no, so I started talking, and every time I did, he interrupted me within 30 seconds. I pointed this out. "Because you're saying a lot of things that aren't true, Ethan." "I didn't agree with everything you said, but I let you speak." "I'm telling the truth, Ethan." "Just because you choose not to remember me giving you advice about Dr Banerjee [retired MD who got a walk-in job as a lecturer at Sacramento's community college] or OCR doesn't mean it didn't happen."
I pointed out the hypocrisy of being unable to accept the input of the disability people, while demanding I ask those same people for help with a disability only he is convinced I have. "Well if you don't have autism, what do you have?" "Baby boomer parent syndrome." Then he started pretending not to hear me.
I told him to keep talking, after another 15m of ranting I again asked if he was done, would not interrupt. Yes, no. So I start talking again. 60 seconds in he interrupts me again. I point this out, same answer.
He then put down the phone, set it to speakerphone, and started pretending to talk to my mother loud enough that I could hear, bitching about how he doesn't get any "support" from anyone. (What he really means, of course, is that other people in his life have tried to give him good advice and he blames them when things turn out exactly as they say).
Then I talked to my mom, who did her usual passive-aggressive bullshit of never saying yes or no to anything, then asking a bunch of stupid questions that are either irrelevant or have already been answered: "how will you move, how much will it cost, where will you stay, what will you do". I'd looked into moving services and got a quote already, I would find a place on CL, attend CC and Cinn is less competitive for BAs for employment.
Regarding how much to move, I asked, what's your budget? "We don't have any money Ethan." "So why did you ask how much if you can't spend anything?" "To know how much it would cost." "What would you accept?" "We don't have any money Ethan." "You spend $1100/mo on housing atm, that's your money." "How much would it cost to move?" "What would you accept?" "We don't have any money Ethan." On and on and on like that. I said, the amount was $1k for a mover crate, amounting to twice the difference in a month's rent. "We don't have any money Ethan."
"So what do you want?" "Get a job, any job, and lay low until Dad gets a six-figure job again." "And what if he never does?" "I don't know, Ethan." "Maybe we should think about that, huh?" "I don't know, Ethan. You need to become independent." "So you think I should do odd jobs for the rest of my life?" "That's for you to figure out." "You have no business saying that, you were never in that position." Then pretended not to hear and then hung up.
All of which left me with a migraine. I hate my parents so, so much.
Azelma wrote:
I think that's a good move...or lie and say your rent has gone up and start syphoning off the extra $$$ into an account which you'll use for the down payment etc.
Good idea. I should do something like this.
