Classes and all that
Classes start tomorrow- yep... I am waking up and getting on the train EARLY to go in and sit aorund for five or six or something hours. I'll finish the Rwanda book on the way. It will be good to have some time. I still haven't moved... partly because I have an awfully undependable father and partly because the lady went on vacation for the Labor Day weekend. I'll call tomorrow and see the status, but I hope that it isn't being rented out to someone last minute. I've actually been patiently waiting about this apartment. It's great/gorgeous and big and in a prime location of New Haven. In the meantime I am at Max's. While I love the Heath-Douskey's and everything they have done for me... I hate being here. I hate the feeling I get in my stomach and knowing that it is a pain to have me here. I'd be much better down the road even. I feel like a free-loader, cause I am. I was screwed over this summer and now I am paying for it even more than before. My father still hasn't done the simple task of signing my freaking loan application- I don't get it, the man isn't even paying for my schooling and he won't even pay to have someone else pay for it. What does he think? The University Fairies will just grant me enrollment without payment? I am pretty depressed at this point.