Week 3 of things going bad, is going exactly as I've mentioned… Bad.
My week started off with me being locked out of my house, yet again, except this time the screen was locked right in my face. Not to get into too much detail, I ended up at a hotel for the night. Luckily Adrian stayed with me so I wouldn't have to sleep alone. Unfortunately, because of that I didn't make it up early (technically I did, but he didn't) enough to sign a lease that same day.
I ended up going back home that same night and coming to work the next day. My apartment search was sadly going nowhere all week. The day that I was supposed to sign and lease we didn't get there on time, again thanks to bad planning and driving distances that shouldn't have been driven by me. I've decided I shouldn't move. I don't have the money to move out on my own. Although I was told that I'd be taken care of, I highly doubt that this would be the situation. I can't risk moving out and having accumulated debt based just on someone's word.
It's tough having to go home everyday to a house where no one talks to you even if the people who aren't speaking to you are your own parents. To live somewhere where you aren't wanted really hurts. And to know that you have no options is even worse.
I tried to get my financial aid done this week but it seems that I won't be able to attend school either. My dad refused to sign the release form, so there goes my plans.
I've decided that I'm through making plans, I'm through reaching for that unattainable goal. I don't know where life will lead me right now, but at this point I don't care. If I lose my job, I lose it. If I get kicked out to live in the streets, or in a shelter then so be it. If I "mysteriously" end up crashing my car driving at 100 mph then whatever.. things just "happen" right?
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