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Time for my apparent end of the semester post. Finals aren't here yet. But they're coming. And right now I'm about ready to say fuck it. I have bigger problems. Which is bad that I'm having a rough semester and I can comfortably say that I have bigger problems.
I have no idea how next semester will be funded. I'm not making enough to save, and I guess there's no "Hey, did your mom not have a job for 2 months?" question on the FAFSA form, so I'm not getting full aid next year. And I already have 2 loans out, one big, one small. I can only make the small one bigger at this point. I can handle mini and big loan but big and slightly larger loans I will never be able to pay off.
I don't like my roommate. And I have another now. And she, on her 5th night here decided she needed her dog to come over. And that seems to be no issue for other roommate, even though he should fucking know we live in a building with psychos and could lose our lease for this sort of mindless bullshit.
That and other problems are what's going on for me. I went to Maine to become happy. But fuck man, being an adult sucks.
TL;DR bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch.
Oh, and I seriously questioned the direction and purpose of my life at a stop light the other day. And I decided I'm not a good person.
Sorry for the pity party, anyone who read that front to back.
EDIT: I feel selfish and trivial when this is the thing I have to say after 4 months of not posting. And it's extra sad since all I ever talk about is how we're going into a depression and we'll all be leveled out and aware of how small we are and how much we had. I'm trying to talk my friends into starting a farm. Since I'm pretty sure that's what you do in a depression.
I have no idea how next semester will be funded. I'm not making enough to save, and I guess there's no "Hey, did your mom not have a job for 2 months?" question on the FAFSA form, so I'm not getting full aid next year. And I already have 2 loans out, one big, one small. I can only make the small one bigger at this point. I can handle mini and big loan but big and slightly larger loans I will never be able to pay off.
I don't like my roommate. And I have another now. And she, on her 5th night here decided she needed her dog to come over. And that seems to be no issue for other roommate, even though he should fucking know we live in a building with psychos and could lose our lease for this sort of mindless bullshit.
That and other problems are what's going on for me. I went to Maine to become happy. But fuck man, being an adult sucks.
TL;DR bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch.
Oh, and I seriously questioned the direction and purpose of my life at a stop light the other day. And I decided I'm not a good person.
Sorry for the pity party, anyone who read that front to back.
EDIT: I feel selfish and trivial when this is the thing I have to say after 4 months of not posting. And it's extra sad since all I ever talk about is how we're going into a depression and we'll all be leveled out and aware of how small we are and how much we had. I'm trying to talk my friends into starting a farm. Since I'm pretty sure that's what you do in a depression.