A closed door at the end of the tunnel

Well, after a day of bureaucratic visits, my hopes of escaping my current situation were squashed. Not just squashed, trampled by a stampeding herd of academic advisors. So can I go home? Leave this aweful place? (response: not if you want to graduate). Ok, so now that option was no longer, I tried many many ways to ease my troubles here such as... maybe taking fewer classes (That was a big no on WMU side). Or take one of the classes I had this semester again next semester for practice (also a big no). Or talking to the dean of AIU about offering the classes I need.. (ah.... no). Or maybe I could do an internship? (AH HA HA NO). What about transfering to another AIU branch near to home (OH you mean Los Angeles... yeah... actually no). Ok, so I guess I will just stay here, load up in classes and loans, then suffer suffer suffer. Who knows, maybe I will grow to like it second term. I apparently have no choice. I have resolved to enjoy myself and try to get out to do the things I really want to do here like visit the country side, head out to Ireland for a few days and see stonehenge. I will make the best of it. The thing I am most looking forward to right now is coming home for spring break. YAY!