The past week and a half has been pretty rough following a series of unfortunate events. I wasn’t feeling well and had to go to the doctor to figure out what was wrong with me, turns out it wasn’t anything serious and it was fixed fairly easily. It just took me out for a few days. My bank decided it wanted to randomly lock out my cards so I was unable to access any of my money for a day. To top it all off the transmission in my van finally died and I now find myself without a vehicle. I am totally broke and can’t afford to buy a vehicle right now but I have no other choice so it looks like it’s time to get another loan.
I’ve spent the past four days dealing with the bank and my parents, which about as much fun as swimming in hot tar. Things are finally starting to move but I probably won’t have the cash for a new vehicle until late next week and this weekend will be the soonest I’ll be able to start looking because I have three midterms this week. So until then I’m stranded in the city and taking the bus to school. I really hate not having any cash, being a student sucks; I can’t wait to get out of school and into a good job. Money can’t buy you happiness and I don’t need a lot to do what I want to do but not having any can sure hold you back.
I’ve been nothing but stressed, pissed off and depressed all week. I am beginning to actually consider moving back to my parents just so I wouldn’t have to worry about so much. I really don’t want to do it but it might be the smart move in the long run, we’ll see how things go, if I decide to move again it won’t be for a bit, I want to stay where I am at least until the beginning of February. Ugh...
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I ended up moving back with my parents when i was at school, for the same reasons. School is stressful enough by itself- I dropped out for 6 months because of the stress, which was multiplied when a friend committed suicide. Even though I didn't want to admit defeat, moving back to my parents was the right thing to do...
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