I’m so mad right now I could spit nails!

My little dilemma from last month IS NOT done. They didn’t do a damn thing they said they’d do, and only my whole life depends on it. If it is not fixed by tomorrow, then I will be extremely upset.

This is what will happen if it’s not fixed:

• My rent check will bounce
• My utilities won’t get paid
• And I’ll be broker than broke.

And that’s just this month. I don’t know where my rent for December is going to come from.

This happens right after I get a sarcastic “good luck” from one of my professors who I’m sure would like to see me fail their class. I won’t give them the satisfaction of that. I may not get a great grade out of it, but I’ll be done and won’t have to take anymore of that prof’s classes. When I was having the “dizzies” last week, this prof was the ONLY ONE who did not respond to the email I sent informing them I would be out that day. Just a return eamil telling me what was due when I returned. Maybe I could have had a fighting chance of getting it done.

But they chose not to reply.

But it’s the money thing that scares me the most. I don’t want to move back to Edmond and live with my mom. She made it clear when I returned from Wyoming that I could not live there anymore.

But it’s perfectly okay to spend days upon end there running her errands, then going to school and trying to get stuff done for that.

I wish I had someone to talk to. Someone I could vent to. It’s times like these that I feel the most alone.

Okay, I’m upset. I realize that. I might think differently once I calm down. But to have all this shit thrown at me day after day is not helping me. I’ll be lucky to get out of this semester with my sanity intact.

God only knows what awaits me when I get home tonight.

That’s all from where I sit.

–MorelaterZ–