Tired rant of tiredness....

May 08, 2010 23:39

I've been in London 2 months now, working my ass off with not a whole lot of reward. Certainly not a whole lot of money. I get my next installment of bursary in 2 weeks. I have about, ooh 14 pounds left on my overdraft? I have 2 assignments due soon. I have a maths exam to study for. A biology exam to take (ok, that one is pretty much already covered). I have to get my occupational health sorted, which I can't do because I don't have enough money to top up my phone. It doesn't even matter because no-one I call ever picks up the damn phone anyway. I'm trying to hold my life together in a city where I barely know anyone.

The straw that broke this camel's back was my mother deciding that after making me think they were going to bring at least some of my stuff down this weekend, they actually aren't. Because there's not enough room in the car for a box or two. Or some bollocks. I arrived in London 2 months ago with only what I could carry. I still have only what I could carry, plus what I've bought here. My home is only where my stuff is, I have no attachment to a place. But right now, I don't have my stuff. I have no idea when I'm going to get my stuff, and I'm pissed off at my mother for thinking that telling me they've brought it all down to Market Lavington would placate me. Thanks, that really helps.

I just want my things.
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