FURIOUS
Oh, CJS. You never cease to amaze me. I hate you.
Despite the fact that I went and talked to them TWO WEEKS ago and that they were supposed to get the ball rolling there to start my move into the dorm, I went to talk to the lady today and she said that I have to wait another week because they haven't put in the application for me in the dorm yet. I almost exploded. I was so ANGRY! I mean, seriously. I went in in FEBRUARY and told them I wanted to move. They asked me if I could make it until March, I said yes. March rolls around and they tell me to wait until April, and I begrudgingly do so. And then I come in at basically the first of April, and she tells me to wait another week??? What were they doing those other weeks? Twiddling their thumbs? I was so upset I almost started crying. I need to get out of this house. I can't live here anymore, I just can't.
And now I'm so homesick and depressed, I don't know what to do anymore. I wish I were still a little kid and I had my Mommy here to hug me and make me feel better.
Hopefully I can go in tomorrow and DEMAND to move asap. I can't deal with all of this stress anymore.
Sometimes I hate Japan so much, I just....I don't even know what.
In other depressing news, I accidentally killed a spider yesterday when I was trying to set it free. What makes me upset is that I really wasn't trying to hurt it. And probably ten million of its spider friends are crawling all over me as I sleep. I sleep on the freaking floor, for crying out loud.
I have a presentation for Japanese class tomorrow that I suddenly do not want to do. Why does coming home always make me so freaking depressed? I hate it in this house.
Despite the fact that I went and talked to them TWO WEEKS ago and that they were supposed to get the ball rolling there to start my move into the dorm, I went to talk to the lady today and she said that I have to wait another week because they haven't put in the application for me in the dorm yet. I almost exploded. I was so ANGRY! I mean, seriously. I went in in FEBRUARY and told them I wanted to move. They asked me if I could make it until March, I said yes. March rolls around and they tell me to wait until April, and I begrudgingly do so. And then I come in at basically the first of April, and she tells me to wait another week??? What were they doing those other weeks? Twiddling their thumbs? I was so upset I almost started crying. I need to get out of this house. I can't live here anymore, I just can't.
And now I'm so homesick and depressed, I don't know what to do anymore. I wish I were still a little kid and I had my Mommy here to hug me and make me feel better.
Hopefully I can go in tomorrow and DEMAND to move asap. I can't deal with all of this stress anymore.
Sometimes I hate Japan so much, I just....I don't even know what.
In other depressing news, I accidentally killed a spider yesterday when I was trying to set it free. What makes me upset is that I really wasn't trying to hurt it. And probably ten million of its spider friends are crawling all over me as I sleep. I sleep on the freaking floor, for crying out loud.
I have a presentation for Japanese class tomorrow that I suddenly do not want to do. Why does coming home always make me so freaking depressed? I hate it in this house.