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This, my friends, may be the topping on the cake. I attended a state school we will refer to as Cow College for two years. After transferring out of Cow College, my boyfriend, who was an alumni of Cow College, passed away. I contacted Cow College in regards to doing a memorial of some sort - nobody at Cow College ever got back to me about this. His fraternity ended up setting up a scholarship, but this isn't what really cheeves me off - it's that Cow College has since called me 4 times for money. I didn't get one red cent of financial aid when I went there despite the fact that I had the highest ACT score this school had EVER gotten, I didn't graduate from there, they were mean to me, and now that? Nuh uh.
Marquette calls my mom all the time, and she sweetly tells them that when she's done paying out the butt for me, maybe they can have $5.
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