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Yeah, I pretty much ran out of all the money I had within a few weeks of being there. I definitely underestimated what the cost of living would be. Then again, in one class alone, the teacher gave out the wrong list of books to buy, which he later corrected, but not soon enough. The bookstore wouldn't give me a refund, so that was a few hundred dollars down the drain.

Nearly everyone I met there was pretty wealthy, whereas I couldn't afford to do much of anything. Unless it was free, of course. I did plenty of free stuff.

The "friends" I made there turned out to be totally fucking psycho, so even if I hadn't already been having problems there, they would've been enough of a reason to leave.

Also, things at home were also going out of whack, and I felt like I really needed to be back there, rather than away from everything. Really the final straw was when a friend of mine from high school died in a car accident. And those new "friends" of mine had basically begun stalking me. After all of that, I didn't want to be anywhere near Loyola. One of my current teachers is from Chicago, and when I told him that I had gone to Loyola for a semester, he just cringed and said, "I'm so sorry." I wish something like that had happened before I actually started school there, but noooo, everyone just told me how great Loyola was and how it was a nice neighborhood to live in and all sorts of crap.

I didn't think it was going to be so bad until Orientation this past summer. It pretty much killed any hopes I had for college.

Also, in high school I took a lot of dual credit courses, and from the very beginning the advisors I went to at Loyola kept saying that all of my credits could transfer over (which would take care of one year of college). But later they decided that this wasn't true, that none of my credits could transfer over, and all sorts of nonsense. I was furious. One of the main reasons I had decided to go there in the first place was because they told me that they could accept all of my dual credits from high school.

And yeah, the people there mostly sucked.

The classes themselves were okay, probably the least of my worries while I was there (though I did end up dropping two of them).