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tha bank is royalling screwing me, and has been for all but three days of this month.
i called today to straighten things out.
however....
it turns out...
the lady pretty much told me that, yes, they switched my withdrawals around so that i would get charged for two overdrafts instead of one. but they are allowed to do that.
AND that, even if i keep depositing money toward my debt, unless i pay it ALL off at one time... it will continue to charge me five dollars every day. which they are allowed to do also. even though they didn't do that last time i overdrafted. and they didn't tell me that could happen.
which means i will never catch up unless somebody helps me. because i am making no more than $45-$60 each week, and since it effed me over and charged me for two overdrafts (equally roughly $60) and five dollars every day (since october 11th).... i am now at about.. oh... $100. so everybody... keep your money in a jar. that's what i am going to do. except for the money for my site. which is the reason i'm into this mess in the first place, i'm afraid.
so tomorrow brandi and i are going to the bank. i'm giving her the $74 that i have, and she is paying it off with her credit card. i am paying nearly one hundred dollars just to get back to zero. and all i did was spend seventeen dollars. on a website for a month. and lunch for brandi and i.
this is why i'm not ready to be a grown-up yet.
and why i have to be married to/very close to someone who can do my math and money management for me for the rest of my life.
also.
i started my period today.
and dropped a tampon in the toilet.
it was hilarious and i was pissed.
and i'm sore. from working out every day. with no results, because i just figure i'll eat ice cream instead. more fun, i suppose.
i'm lonely and pissed in a lighthearted and hyper way. and thinking about this fall break/four days of paper writing is starting to get to me.
and i have an exam tomorrow.
and i have to draw some stupid shoes.
AND I LEFT ONE OF MY SHOES IN THE ART STUDIO.
that is why i don't bring in a show to draw when i am told to.
because i will never see it again.
i have a splinter that lies deep beneath. because i forgot about it.
it will infect. or i'll be able to feel it in the middle of my finger years from now.
weird.
that happened to my dad's foot.
end blog.
tha bank is royalling screwing me, and has been for all but three days of this month.
i called today to straighten things out.
however....
it turns out...
the lady pretty much told me that, yes, they switched my withdrawals around so that i would get charged for two overdrafts instead of one. but they are allowed to do that.
AND that, even if i keep depositing money toward my debt, unless i pay it ALL off at one time... it will continue to charge me five dollars every day. which they are allowed to do also. even though they didn't do that last time i overdrafted. and they didn't tell me that could happen.
which means i will never catch up unless somebody helps me. because i am making no more than $45-$60 each week, and since it effed me over and charged me for two overdrafts (equally roughly $60) and five dollars every day (since october 11th).... i am now at about.. oh... $100. so everybody... keep your money in a jar. that's what i am going to do. except for the money for my site. which is the reason i'm into this mess in the first place, i'm afraid.
so tomorrow brandi and i are going to the bank. i'm giving her the $74 that i have, and she is paying it off with her credit card. i am paying nearly one hundred dollars just to get back to zero. and all i did was spend seventeen dollars. on a website for a month. and lunch for brandi and i.
this is why i'm not ready to be a grown-up yet.
and why i have to be married to/very close to someone who can do my math and money management for me for the rest of my life.
also.
i started my period today.
and dropped a tampon in the toilet.
it was hilarious and i was pissed.
and i'm sore. from working out every day. with no results, because i just figure i'll eat ice cream instead. more fun, i suppose.
i'm lonely and pissed in a lighthearted and hyper way. and thinking about this fall break/four days of paper writing is starting to get to me.
and i have an exam tomorrow.
and i have to draw some stupid shoes.
AND I LEFT ONE OF MY SHOES IN THE ART STUDIO.
that is why i don't bring in a show to draw when i am told to.
because i will never see it again.
i have a splinter that lies deep beneath. because i forgot about it.
it will infect. or i'll be able to feel it in the middle of my finger years from now.
weird.
that happened to my dad's foot.
end blog.