suckage
As much as I love my life right now I hate it. It's not really that I hate my life. I hate this not knowing. When the semester started I found out that the apartment complex wasn't going to renew my lease. Not a big deal would give me 3 months to figure it all out. A friend of mine wanted to sublet his apartment to me so I thought the situation was resolved. We wouldn't have to pay new deposits or anything else. Great, or so I thought.
Last Wednesday he told me we couldn't move in. I have been scrambling trying to find us a place to live. We can afford either rent or deposits but not both. Late Saturday night I started to feel bad. Sunday I slept all day thinking I only had a head cold. Monday I started running a fever and Tuesday was diagnosed with pneumonia and the flu amongst other things. Today is the 21st and we still don't have a place to live. My mother wants me to move in with a former roommate who is also an alcoholic that had issues keeping his hands to himself the last time I lived with him.
I'm at a loss right now. I'm still really exhausted. I have a ton of school work to catch up on and am pretty much going to be homeless in ten days.
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