So I did some stuff in the past week. Yay! I don't really remember much of it, so it must not have been too remarkable. Although, I did make french onion soup, and it was good. Hands still smell slightly like onions, though. I also wrote the first assignment for HUM in half an hour, right before it was due. Nothing like pressure to make you actually do an assignment.
Weekend afore last I went out and got a couple of new bras, in my apparently-correct size. Turns out I'm a 34F? They're much better in the supporting department, but the boning in the sides tends to dig in, sigh. My skin doesn't like that too much. The neck/backaches still haven't gone away, though, so I'm really not too sure what the problem is there.
Found the iPod. Sean had it, of course. Lied and said it was his, was his name and everything. I don't know where he got the name 'Yisith' for 'his' iPod from, but anywhoo... ('Course, he found his a week after I took mine back. Figures.) Still don't know where my headphones or case are for it, however. I've got an old pair of headphones, so at least it's still useable, but the poor thing is all scratched up on the back (which it mysteriously acquired during its time in Sean's hands).
Sigh. The pocketbook is not looking so well. It's not like I've even been spending all that much money, and certainly less than I usually do on extra-ish things because I'm aware that I'm broke-ish, but what with the clothes shopping I did in the fall to keep myself from looking like a hobo, and paying back Trav the money that I'd owed him since January, and Christmas, and prescriptions that still haven't come back... Somewhere, somehow, this giant hole opened in my bank account. Still got tuition to pay. Don't know if I'll have enough for that or not. Completely unsure of how I'll pay for the summer semester. I've managed to come this far without putting myself into soul-eating debt of any sort (which is more than most people my age can say, I've heard; I say that most people my age in BC are even more frivolous than me), but I don't think I can keep myself out of it for much longer.
I just wanted one semester where I didn't have to work, where I could focus on my studies for a change and actually have a little free time to myself... I'll have to get at least a part-time job if I take the summer semester. Won't be able to do a fall one for certain, but at least I have the data entry job to fall back on for that. (And more crippling backaches. Hooray.)
And, unfortunately, I don't even qualify for student loans, all because of the asshole. Makes 100,000 a year, and drinks and gambles it all away. The household makes more money than quite a few people in the area we live in, and yet we live poorer, all because of him. And I can't even get away from it because of the godfucking 'rules'! Well, listen up, you bureaucratic shitfaces - I don't get a cent of his money. I can't reach out and ask for help from my parents, because he loses it all. And because they're not divorced yet, and because I still live here in a last-ditch attempt to not be scrounging around in a cardboard box with no money for my drugs, I don't qualify for loans that are supposed to help people like me through what I'm going through. Hah. Hahahahaha.
I don't want to live in fucking debt, but I'd take it over staying here and having to constantly worry about whether or not I have enough money.
And, of course, the Bitch nitpicks. Pickpickpick. Does she fucking think I don't know the precarious balance I'm on? And yet she doesn't give the freeloading asshole a hard time at all! Lets him live around here in filth, doesn't make him pay for a thing, doesn't even force him to go out and get a better job or even try to go to school, and...!
It figures. I'm the only one around here that's been threatened with getting kicked out. I'm the least screwed up, and I take all the blame!
Goddamn. I wish the three of them would go die in a blazing car crash, or something. At least then I'd have an inheritance to look forward to.
And, because it seems to be in high-faluting fashion or something, and maybe it'll make things easier to keep track of, a fancy to-do list that I might actually pay attention to:
Things I want to do:
[ ] Finish Matsumoto costume (I have a scarf! It is very pink.)
[ ] Finish Okami (almost done, I think? Aside from fishing. Fuck fishing.)
[ ] Finish KH2 (more goddamn collection quests)
[ ] Start FFXII eventually, given a big block of time opening up somewhere
[ ] Play through CT and FFVI again, just because
[ ] Keep up with RPs
[ ] Paint Neopets (could do it now, if I could make up my mind for the Draik)
[ ] Finish new userlookup
[ ] Bluh?
Things I need to do:
[ ] Book dentist appointment
[ ] Book eye appointment
[ ] Get new glasses/contacts
(Above three hinging on mother's health insurance going through; still no progress as of today, she says she'll call)
[ ] Go see doc, get more drugs and bloodwork papers
[ ] Get said bloodwork done and forwarded on (it's been six months, hasn't it?)
[ ] Pay tuition
[ ] Do homework: up now ling 222 and ling 221
[ ] Study for ling midterm on Thursday
[ ] More DDR, lose weight
[ ] Try not to go extra-insane
Things I'd like to do, given miracles occuring:
[ ] Move out
[ ] Graduate
[ ] Get cured
Weekend afore last I went out and got a couple of new bras, in my apparently-correct size. Turns out I'm a 34F? They're much better in the supporting department, but the boning in the sides tends to dig in, sigh. My skin doesn't like that too much. The neck/backaches still haven't gone away, though, so I'm really not too sure what the problem is there.
Found the iPod. Sean had it, of course. Lied and said it was his, was his name and everything. I don't know where he got the name 'Yisith' for 'his' iPod from, but anywhoo... ('Course, he found his a week after I took mine back. Figures.) Still don't know where my headphones or case are for it, however. I've got an old pair of headphones, so at least it's still useable, but the poor thing is all scratched up on the back (which it mysteriously acquired during its time in Sean's hands).
Sigh. The pocketbook is not looking so well. It's not like I've even been spending all that much money, and certainly less than I usually do on extra-ish things because I'm aware that I'm broke-ish, but what with the clothes shopping I did in the fall to keep myself from looking like a hobo, and paying back Trav the money that I'd owed him since January, and Christmas, and prescriptions that still haven't come back... Somewhere, somehow, this giant hole opened in my bank account. Still got tuition to pay. Don't know if I'll have enough for that or not. Completely unsure of how I'll pay for the summer semester. I've managed to come this far without putting myself into soul-eating debt of any sort (which is more than most people my age can say, I've heard; I say that most people my age in BC are even more frivolous than me), but I don't think I can keep myself out of it for much longer.
I just wanted one semester where I didn't have to work, where I could focus on my studies for a change and actually have a little free time to myself... I'll have to get at least a part-time job if I take the summer semester. Won't be able to do a fall one for certain, but at least I have the data entry job to fall back on for that. (And more crippling backaches. Hooray.)
And, unfortunately, I don't even qualify for student loans, all because of the asshole. Makes 100,000 a year, and drinks and gambles it all away. The household makes more money than quite a few people in the area we live in, and yet we live poorer, all because of him. And I can't even get away from it because of the godfucking 'rules'! Well, listen up, you bureaucratic shitfaces - I don't get a cent of his money. I can't reach out and ask for help from my parents, because he loses it all. And because they're not divorced yet, and because I still live here in a last-ditch attempt to not be scrounging around in a cardboard box with no money for my drugs, I don't qualify for loans that are supposed to help people like me through what I'm going through. Hah. Hahahahaha.
I don't want to live in fucking debt, but I'd take it over staying here and having to constantly worry about whether or not I have enough money.
And, of course, the Bitch nitpicks. Pickpickpick. Does she fucking think I don't know the precarious balance I'm on? And yet she doesn't give the freeloading asshole a hard time at all! Lets him live around here in filth, doesn't make him pay for a thing, doesn't even force him to go out and get a better job or even try to go to school, and...!
It figures. I'm the only one around here that's been threatened with getting kicked out. I'm the least screwed up, and I take all the blame!
Goddamn. I wish the three of them would go die in a blazing car crash, or something. At least then I'd have an inheritance to look forward to.
And, because it seems to be in high-faluting fashion or something, and maybe it'll make things easier to keep track of, a fancy to-do list that I might actually pay attention to:
Things I want to do:
[ ] Finish Matsumoto costume (I have a scarf! It is very pink.)
[ ] Finish Okami (almost done, I think? Aside from fishing. Fuck fishing.)
[ ] Finish KH2 (more goddamn collection quests)
[ ] Start FFXII eventually, given a big block of time opening up somewhere
[ ] Play through CT and FFVI again, just because
[ ] Keep up with RPs
[ ] Paint Neopets (could do it now, if I could make up my mind for the Draik)
[ ] Finish new userlookup
[ ] Bluh?
Things I need to do:
[ ] Book dentist appointment
[ ] Book eye appointment
[ ] Get new glasses/contacts
(Above three hinging on mother's health insurance going through; still no progress as of today, she says she'll call)
[ ] Go see doc, get more drugs and bloodwork papers
[ ] Get said bloodwork done and forwarded on (it's been six months, hasn't it?)
[ ] Pay tuition
[ ] Do homework: up now ling 222 and ling 221
[ ] Study for ling midterm on Thursday
[ ] More DDR, lose weight
[ ] Try not to go extra-insane
Things I'd like to do, given miracles occuring:
[ ] Move out
[ ] Graduate
[ ] Get cured