Those of you who don't feel like reading a bunch of whiny bullshit, feel free to ignore the following. It merely serves as a sort of catharsis for me.
We came home from spring break to find that my rat had a massive infection and had to be put to sleep.
Our college's financial troubles have finally gotten the better of it, and pending a miracle, we have no school in the fall.
I've been nauseous since Texas. I had two random nosebleeds in the laundry room today.
Hobby Lobby still won't get off their bums and hire me. The college apartments are shutting down at the end of the semester, so in a month and a half, I'm unemployed AND homeless.
The library closed early today so I didn't get in to do the assigned reading, so I'll fail the reading quiz tomorrow. My boy even called me from work to remind me to do it; guess I let him down, too.
My circle of friends is no longer made of human beings; they now appear to be strange creatures from planet Dramatron, or possibly its moon, Bitchinon.
I was excited about getting teach-out in Chicago, until my roommate told me everything that was wrong with it.
Did I mention I lost my tablet?
I don't even have the energy to solve any of these problems. Are you allowed to want to go home even if you don't really have one anymore? Because I totally do, and I totally don't. I just want there to be somewhere in the universe where I can go and not feel like the whole world is falling apart around me.
Somewhere where if I end up alone on the streets, at least it'll be because of something I DID.
- Mood:
Homesick - Listening to: silence