A Letter to Louie

If you know me, you know I’ve had a terrible time working out my financial aid since transferring to University of Texas at Tyler. To preface, I graduated high school with 30+ hours of college credits which granted me the Early Graduation Scholarship of $1,000. I was only able to receive this scholarship, however, if I attended a college in Texas. No problem! I went to Kilgore College for two years and graduated in May of 2011. (I also had a ridiculous time with scholarships at KC, but that’s another story for another day.)

Last fall, I started at UT Tyler. Trying to find this scholarship I learned that the funding had been cut. The rest is explained in my letter to Louie Gohmert below. Please read it and stand up for our schools by emailing our leaders.

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Hello,

I am a junior vocal music education major at the University of Texas at Tyler. I graduated Sabine High School in May of 2009 with 30+ college credit hours. Because of these hours, I received the Early Graduation Scholarship from the state of Texas. This was our incentive to graduate high school with so many hours. If the recipients of this scholarship attended any college in the state of Texas we would receive our $1,000 scholarship. So in the fall of 2009 I attended Kilgore College in Kilgore, Texas but decided to wait until I went on to a university to pull on this scholarship because I had enough scholarships at Kilgore College. In the fall of 2011 I started school full-time at the University of Texas at Tyler. Attempting to locate the whereabouts of the Early Graduation Scholarship, I learned that there was no funding from the state of Texas for this scholarship anymore. Then, in October a letter was mailed to all those eligible for this scholarship, myself included, that funds were now available from the state of Texas and that quick action must be taken before December 20, 2011 to receive this funding. Mid November I faxed over a copy of my letter to UTT to get what was long due me. After weeks of waiting, I still got no response. I emailed and called countless times only to hear time after time, “We’ll let you know in a couple of weeks.” February 15, 2012 I emailed UTT’s enrollment office as a last attempt for resolution. February 16 I received an email stating that all of the funding has run out once again and that UTT disbursed all of this money to those eligible already. I would not be receiving this scholarship. Frustrated and out of patience, I responded asking when I would be finally receiving this scholarship. I am a newlywed with one income. This scholarship is desperately needed. However, what frustrates me the most is UTT’s inability to give a faithful full-time student the time of day.

I understand the state of Texas’ need for budget cuts. However, I don’t think those in office realize that students like myself are being reprimanded for crimes we did not commit. I beseech you, Mr. Gohmert, to take swift action in standing up for the students in the state of Texas. We are the future leaders, but we cannot lead when our schooling cannot be fully funded.

Thank you,
Melody Rich
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Hope you guys are having a great Monday. 🙂

Be Not Afraid!

tweed blazer: thrifted, blouse: F21, lace undershirt: gift, trousers: Old Navy, oxfords: thrifted

This is the second time I’ve worn lingerie as an undershirt in public. I am not ashamed.

Oil and Gas

So many times I think I should always have the windows up when I’m driving. When I’m consciously thinking about it and wondering why the car is so stuffy I finally roll them down. And I never regret it.

Today, on my way home from school, I was stopped behind an old Jeep at a red light. With my windows down I smelled gas and oil. That smell took me back. Way back. My grandparents on my mom’s side lived in White Oak for as long as I can remember in a log house on a dead end road. An oil derrick sat on the left side of the house creaking and squeaking at all hours of the day. If you live in East Texas you know that White Oak has a very distinct oil smell on account of all the oil there. (duh.) When I smelled that Jeep’s exhaust I remembered her. I remembered my grandmother. I remembered that log house and that old Chevy suburban that sat in the grass. I remembered that squeaky black derrick and that row of trees outside the bedroom window.

I remembered Chety, or as I knew her, MawMaw. And I missed her. Not in a there-is-a-lump-in-my-throat kind of way. I missed her. Who she was. All the parts I knew and all the parts of her I didn’t.

So I stayed behind that Jeep for as long as he’d let me to smell that smell. To smell her. To smell that log house and the inside of that suburban that smelled like sweet tobacco and oil.

My whole way home I smelled memories. Sweet tea with lemon, cow pastures, and her.

Your Bun is Taller Than Me

top: thrifted, jeans: American Eagle, boots: Old Navy, glasses: Rue21, necklace: Rue21

Remember those boots I couldn’t get on? Well I finally got them on!

This was the first day I actually wore these glasses to school. I sat in my car for ten minutes deciding whether or not I actually wanted to wear them then decided what does it matter? But I still avoided making direct eye contact with people. 🙂
My family came over last night so Jason and I could help out with my mom’s new website. But the server, the one my site is hosted on, was giving us some issues. They cooked biscuits and gravy, skillet potatoes, and scrambled eggs. YUM.OH. Then we sat around a dying fire and watched mom nearly wheeze herself into a coma from laughing.

The Pop-In

Saturday night the fam-bam and our BFFEs popped over for a little spaghetti and chit chat. The BFFEs decided they needed to buy out WalMart’s stock of soda! They will be regifted… 🙂

From top to bottom:

1. Gavin and Holley!
2. Dad SHOWING US UP with his Indian song.
3. Making fun of me for taking pictures.
4. GOTCHA RUDY!
5. Apparently spaghetti wasn’t enough for Holley…
6. The drinks..
7. Ahh.. a fire to counteract the torrential rain we were experiencing.
8. Jason fell asleep.

Take Two

lace top: Goodwill, white button up: Old Navy, jeans: Old Navy, boots: GoJane

Sunday night after our FPU class, we drove by Jersey Mike’s Subs and I decided I was hungry for a sandwich. A rarity. So I had my first cheese steak. At a Jersey Mike’s. And it was alright.
Then I decided I wanted TCBY. It is way too hip in there! With all the LOLs and BRBs on the wall and the changing LED lights! Yikes, TCBY. You are not how I remember you in that gas station next to a McDonald’s.