this is so fucking stupid.......
so here i am in my spanking new home. but i can't cook here or take a shower/bath. why? because i have no gas. it costs 200 dollars upfront to make that happen. and i have been patiently waiting for my financial aid refund. but apparently they have paid my tuition and are just going to take their sweet time (or hold it all together until next summer session) in giving it to me. meanwhile i have 3 dollars in my chacking account. no paycheck until the first of the month (at $123) and rent to pay at two places. i need to get some answers today. cause i am going to have to stop going to school if they don't fix this.
wayne said i am just too nice. and i realize this is very true in how i hadle most aspects of stress or displeasure in my life. part of it is the american way, and part of it is that deep down i am a submissive and i want everyone to be happy.
(all of the above was written before i left for school this morning)
i just got to work. why so late you might wonder? well on the way here i got a flat. which wouldn't have been a big deal
1)if i had a spare
2)if it hadn't been my rear wheel
3) if i knew how to change my tires.
so i walked the rest of the way luckily i was pretty close. as i was walking my disabled bike to a parking lot for perhaps it's final resting place. i spied a 50special across the street. in my confusion and kicking myself insanity i went and left them a note asking for assistance. from what i could tell their bike was in the process of restoration, surely they know how to fix a flat rear tire. (all that kept running through my head was that the rear tire is the more difficult tire to change.) looking back on it now and judging from the previous reactions i have gotten from scooterists here in denton and away, they aren't going to help me and more than likely will think i am stupid and crazy. so fuck them anyway.
i am trying to tell myself that my day can only get better. but that is really hard to swallow at this point.
i am broke, i am without transport and i am sweaty and dirty.
the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day comes to life.
so thoughts on what to do, get a hold of mom and a credit card, charge some replacement parts and try to get them overnighted or find someone local with tires to fit on my rim and hope for the best. then figure out how to put tab A into slot B. and here i thought it would be my engine that would put me out of service.
then apply for the memorial loan, cause i am tired of waiting for my refund, i need money now, post haste, i don't care if i have to pay interest on it.
argh.
wayne said i am just too nice. and i realize this is very true in how i hadle most aspects of stress or displeasure in my life. part of it is the american way, and part of it is that deep down i am a submissive and i want everyone to be happy.
(all of the above was written before i left for school this morning)
i just got to work. why so late you might wonder? well on the way here i got a flat. which wouldn't have been a big deal
1)if i had a spare
2)if it hadn't been my rear wheel
3) if i knew how to change my tires.
so i walked the rest of the way luckily i was pretty close. as i was walking my disabled bike to a parking lot for perhaps it's final resting place. i spied a 50special across the street. in my confusion and kicking myself insanity i went and left them a note asking for assistance. from what i could tell their bike was in the process of restoration, surely they know how to fix a flat rear tire. (all that kept running through my head was that the rear tire is the more difficult tire to change.) looking back on it now and judging from the previous reactions i have gotten from scooterists here in denton and away, they aren't going to help me and more than likely will think i am stupid and crazy. so fuck them anyway.
i am trying to tell myself that my day can only get better. but that is really hard to swallow at this point.
i am broke, i am without transport and i am sweaty and dirty.
the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day comes to life.
so thoughts on what to do, get a hold of mom and a credit card, charge some replacement parts and try to get them overnighted or find someone local with tires to fit on my rim and hope for the best. then figure out how to put tab A into slot B. and here i thought it would be my engine that would put me out of service.
then apply for the memorial loan, cause i am tired of waiting for my refund, i need money now, post haste, i don't care if i have to pay interest on it.
argh.