So, slight snag in the plan.

I submitted my application for Summer Classes at UCF, beginning in May.  I found two evening classes that are part of the Masters Program I want.  I paid the application fee.  All set, right?

Then I remembered that I needed to find out costs of the classes.  Since I won’t have my FL residency until August (one year wait), these Summer classes would come at the out-of-state price.  I don’t know what number I had in my head, but it certainly wasn’t the one the Registrar spoke.

In-State Tuition: $1056.00/class

Out-of-State Tuition: $3435.00/class

HMPH.  That is not cool.  That is so not cool.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do – I certainly won’t pay three times as much to take one class, let alone two, when I’m only a few months away from being a resident again.  But it just sucks, because I was really looking forward to starting soon.  Now it looks like I’ll be twiddling my thumbs until August.

My co-worker suggested I look at financial aid options, so I’m going to check that out next.

College is expensive.  I mean, I know this – still paying for Stetson 10 years later – which is why I’m very hesitant to take on any additional debt I don’t have to.  I mean, I will get this degree, but I want to be smart about how I finance it.

BLURGH.

TRACY:  How many years have you known me, Liz Lemon.

LIZ:  One.

TRACY:  So you know I like to minister to transvestite prostitutes.

LIZ:  I don’t think I did know that, no.

DOTCOM:  It’s true.  He doesn’t mess with them.  He just tries to get them into computer school.

LIZ:  Ah.

TRACY:  So Labor Day weekend, I see this young she-dude at the dumpster by the 40/40.   I pull over and say “you don’t have to live your life like this!  You can be a freaky-deaky AND do data entry!”

LIZ:  Sure.

TRACY:  “What about Court Reporting?  Believe in yourself!”