First Day of September

It’s September again. Well not again for you guys. It’s the first September of this blog even happening. And we’re getting close to the one year anniversary. November 9th I think….?

August has just past, my birthday’s past, school started, and my week-long break from work just ended. Getting into the swing of things right now. I am in the middle of a meeting with Student government committee that I’m on. I’m not at home, this committee goes on right after a lab that I have to take on campus. I’m very bored. And I’ve deleted all the apps on this phone so that I can focus more. Not only on my studies, but also on you guys.

I have a lot more free time than I’m willing to admit to myself, and I’m going to use it. So I just wanted to make a post today, especially because this whole past week has been a bit rough on me. This weekend was pretty awkward, too. Pins is a bowling place / bar. And it was fine when I want my friend, but I went there with family for a belated birthday celebration and they were all bored and annoyed that it was so loud. I guess it was more fun with me my friend because we could split off and not worry about where each other were, and I didn’t have to look after children.

It kind of sucks and they don’t serve food either, I think that was the big thing. Even when I went with my friend, that was the big thing. And I fully forgot about that until we got there. And now that yesterday, Monday, has passed. I didn’t expect to be at work I didn’t expect to be at work at all yesterday, but I got scheduled for it without my knowledge beforehand and I had to go do they are after a long ass Monday full of classes. And I started thinking about Uber as an option, but it’s way too expensive for me to do for the next two weeks. So I’m still relying on friends for the most part to drive me to and from my house, which really is disappointing and painful. But I absolutely will not sleep in this basement. Maybe ever again. But definitely not before I move in to campus again.

Oh, yeah, that reminds me. There’s a money situation with financial aid and apparently They told my dad that he owes three thousand in late payment and this is our payment plan. So that’s split, that money is 1/4 of what will have to pay total for the semester alone. So $12,000 for the semester. Obviously, they fucked up and I need to email them to figure out what’s wrong right now.

I’m really stressed, I feel every inch of my schedules getting taken by work or school doing late homework or shit like that. Also Student Government. Guess we’ve come full circle, but I guess that’s pretty much all I have to say. I also have to work in about an hour and a half. I’m still in this meeting. and then I’ll just go to Israel’s place to hangout and So I’m just going to leave it at that.

My sister better not say shit to me either. I’m still angry at her. Dad also told her that he was going to take her out of the house as soon as I leave. Forcing her to figure out a work situation. I feel my relationship with dad straining. And with the slight chance that the financial aid problem will be serious and will force me to drop out of college, a very terrifying sequence of thoughts.

Thank you for listening.