Holy crap, lay off the guy! He's not whining or begging for advice or trying to figure an easy way out. He's just frustrated and needs to get it off his chest.
Rexbob, I know where you're coming from. When I started college, I already had 12 full credits from AP classes in high school. That was a big deal at the time (AP credits were a relatively new thing.) I had been saving for college since I was 14 years old, squirreling away babysitting money, and then in high school, saving much of my mall job paycheck. I had some scholarships but had to apply for grants and loans. And mind you, I went to a school with cheap tuition.
I worked all through college, sometimes working two jobs. I took classes and worked during the summers. Part of the reason I was busting my ass so hard was because I wanted to graduate early so I could avoid more loans. My parents were helping me with rent (Well, except for the 6 months or so that my mother tried to force me to choose a major I didn't want. "You do it or we'll stop paying rent!" "Okay, stop paying rent." They did, expecting me to come crawling back a week later. Instead, I got a second job and paid my own damn rent until they said they'd start paying again and stop telling me what to do.) I wanted them to not have to do that anymore, so that was another reason I tried to finish early.
My last semester, I took 17 credits (on top of once again having 2 jobs.) Oh, the crap I had to go through to get permission to go over the 15 credit cap! And then when I was applying for graduation, the school tried to tell me I hadn't fulfilled my science requirements. I had to have 6 science credits - 3 for general ed, and 3 for liberal arts. I took 9 credits. They tried to tell me the class I took while I was still considered 'general ed' only fulfilled the liberal arts requirement, and vice versa. The classes were sufficient, but
the order was wrong! She said I would have to stay one more semester to take one more class, even though I had my 120 credits and all my requirements done.
I'll never forget how infuriating that experience was. I had been working so effing hard that I used to get sick at the end of almost every semester, all to accomplish something and all after having done everything that was required of me and more. Then I was being told that a technicality would set me back another semester of tuition and rent and utilities - money that didn't come easily.
The good news is that I'm a stubborn person and though I'm laid-back most of the time, when I'm pushed hard enough, I push back. I stood in that woman's office and argued until it was clear to her that I was not leaving without her signing my papers for graduation. She finally did and I graduated when I'd planned to.
Hang in there. Go punch something a couple of times (not a person, and don't break your hand

), then go find the best solution for your situation.