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I wanna talk about something, but at present moment, I'm far to angry about it. I'll just end up getting a lot of people pissed off at me, and what good would that do?
I don't know what I'm going to do in terms of a place to live. The others are moving out next week, and I'm still jacked. Everything I need to get a place here is...just fucked.
I need a bank acount so that they can check record of spending, and make sure I'm making money and all that good stuff. I'm unable to get a bank account. The fuckers who stole my wallet all that time ago have opened at least 1 account there under my name and have fucked it all to Hell. SO I can't open an account there. At least not anytime soon. I can't open an account through M&T, because APPARENTLY, all the bullshit that I had to get cleared up with that debt from 2 YEARS AGO hasn't been taken care of. Even though I specifically talked to 3 different people and they all said I was squared away, and everything was cool. So, I can't open an account there. And I tried to get an account at SECU, under Ma's reference, but they opperate through M&T, so all that bullshit again. At this point, I'm going to just go to some other bank that hasn't fucked me over yet and open an account there. Because it's better than nothing at this point.
I still haven't heard back on any of the jobs I applied for. And I've called them all back. All I fucking need is a $10 an hour job. That's all. I can exaggerate the rest on my commissions. But either way, it'd be more than enough to pay rent and bills and still have me living comfortably. That's all I fucking need.
No roomate has been ok with me yet. Anyone I was in contact with has either dropped contact, or has found something else. It's looking like the only people I'd be able to have anything promising with are one of the 500 19-year olds looking for a "fun college party girl," or the 40-something man looking specifically for a "young feminine touch," or best yet, the bisexual couple looking for "a BISEXUAL/LESBIAN female who doesn't mind doing a few 'chores.'" And god, I wish I wasn't making it up. Suggestive quotes and all. And the only people who do look truely promising, I can't get in touch with them, because the websites I find them through require you to become a member and pay a fee before they allow you to see anyone's contact information. And I can't do that BECAUSE I CAN'T GET A FUCKING BANK ACCOUNT!!
It's looking like my last option is to ask Ma again. I mean, she's seeming a bit more sympathetic this time around. And maybe if I assure her that I'm not planning on staying long, I just need a place to exist while I keep looking for a place on my own. I dunno if it'll work either this time though.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't even started packing yet. Because a big part of my brain is like...I'm not going to find a place to go, so I'm going to have to throw it all in the dumpster anyway. Why bother?
I don't know what I'm going to do in terms of a place to live. The others are moving out next week, and I'm still jacked. Everything I need to get a place here is...just fucked.
I need a bank acount so that they can check record of spending, and make sure I'm making money and all that good stuff. I'm unable to get a bank account. The fuckers who stole my wallet all that time ago have opened at least 1 account there under my name and have fucked it all to Hell. SO I can't open an account there. At least not anytime soon. I can't open an account through M&T, because APPARENTLY, all the bullshit that I had to get cleared up with that debt from 2 YEARS AGO hasn't been taken care of. Even though I specifically talked to 3 different people and they all said I was squared away, and everything was cool. So, I can't open an account there. And I tried to get an account at SECU, under Ma's reference, but they opperate through M&T, so all that bullshit again. At this point, I'm going to just go to some other bank that hasn't fucked me over yet and open an account there. Because it's better than nothing at this point.
I still haven't heard back on any of the jobs I applied for. And I've called them all back. All I fucking need is a $10 an hour job. That's all. I can exaggerate the rest on my commissions. But either way, it'd be more than enough to pay rent and bills and still have me living comfortably. That's all I fucking need.
No roomate has been ok with me yet. Anyone I was in contact with has either dropped contact, or has found something else. It's looking like the only people I'd be able to have anything promising with are one of the 500 19-year olds looking for a "fun college party girl," or the 40-something man looking specifically for a "young feminine touch," or best yet, the bisexual couple looking for "a BISEXUAL/LESBIAN female who doesn't mind doing a few 'chores.'" And god, I wish I wasn't making it up. Suggestive quotes and all. And the only people who do look truely promising, I can't get in touch with them, because the websites I find them through require you to become a member and pay a fee before they allow you to see anyone's contact information. And I can't do that BECAUSE I CAN'T GET A FUCKING BANK ACCOUNT!!
It's looking like my last option is to ask Ma again. I mean, she's seeming a bit more sympathetic this time around. And maybe if I assure her that I'm not planning on staying long, I just need a place to exist while I keep looking for a place on my own. I dunno if it'll work either this time though.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't even started packing yet. Because a big part of my brain is like...I'm not going to find a place to go, so I'm going to have to throw it all in the dumpster anyway. Why bother?