I know what I want to do in life. I'm going to college for it. I love my classes. But in order to live I have to work a really physically demanding job with inflexible, awful hours which combined with my extremely time-consuming studio classes and projects makes my life really, really hard. I'm tired all the time, I have no money (whenever I manage ( Read more... )

Just two more days I have to get through till things officially start moving. I was profoundly stupid with my money earlier this month, by which I mean that I somehow managed to blow the extra money I should have had to cover my car insurance payment on...I don't know what, but I think it probably went for gas, food and the new underwear and jeans ( Read more... )

Well, this morning was a veritable cornucopia of unpleasant occurances. First, I had to work later than I expected, then my car ran out of gas in the middle of an intersection (which happened because I had had no money to put gas in it for five days.) Fortunately some helpful guys at a gas station nearby pushed my car into the station, but then I ( Read more... )