NOTE:
I am not looking for your sympathy. I am not looking for your advice. I am not even looking for you to comment or reply.
See, this thing calls itself a journal. I need somewhere to vent, this will have to do.
Onto the draaaaaama.
I'm really frustrated right now.
I owe so much money to so many people, not to mention my bills are rolling in. I thought what money I had had was gonna last me, then woops I have to pay for the registration for my car. Dad had to do that for me. He also lent me money for gas. Why do I have a car if I can't pay for it?
I also am going to be working 2 jobs now. At my current job I work 3 days on 3 days off, 9.5 hours at a time. I'll also be working at a bookstore for 2 of my 3 days off. Goodbye social life, friends, creativity, and free time.
The school of my dreams waitlisted me and not only can I not go for that reason, but I have no money, as I mentioned before. On top of that, going from New Brunswick to Alberta isn't practical at all. I don't know how to make it on my own. Montreal? Not happening. Sounds amazing, but I can't even apply to those schools, their deadlines were long past when I found them. Found a new school in Frederiction; is it gonna give me what I want? I hope. But I'm starting to get the feeling that I'm not good enough for that. Follow your dreams kids, then settle for something that's not quite what you dreamt, but will have to do.
My grandmother died not long ago, and now my other grandmother is starting her regime of chemo and radiation for 6-8 weeks, a major surgery that may kill her, and then 6 more months of chemo. Lovely. And all I can do is sit here and hope she makes it.
I've been trying to draw lately, but I feel like I'm getting nowhere. I just spent the last hour trying to draw a single hand. Ended up almost tearing up the paper. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow. Maybe I won't. I don't even know.
I've just reached the point where I'm so stressed out with absolutely no one to talk to about it. People in real life are hard to talk to about these kinds of things. My mother doesn't care, I don't know what my dad's ever thinking, my brother always tries to fix everything, my friends probably just don't even want to hear it. Besides, what would I even say? "Whinewhinewhine...oh yeah, and whine." Sounds uplifting.
So tomorrow I get to get up, listen to my mum bitch at me about trivial things, take out almost all of my paycheck in order to pay people back and try and apply to college, get my new schedule for my 2nd job, go to my 1st job and listen to my assistant manager bitch and bitch and bitch and bitch until I want to hit her newfie ass back to where she came from, and then deal with an endless parade of infuriatingly stupid customers and try and smile through the whole thing.
I swear, if I have to hear Belinda say "Alyssa, blah blah blah this is your fault even though your coworker did it" or "Blah blah blah you're gonna get fat eating those gummi bears, now I'm off to eat fried chicken and chinese" or "Blah blah blah, you never do what you're supposed to, do some work for once" I'm gonna snap.
/emotasticness
And that's that.
Snide comments and remarks will be dealt with with hostility.
Refer to the above "NOTE".
Now to go read and forget all my problems with a purring cat. Maybe I'll feel better come morning.