when the rope snaps.

Jul 14, 2006 16:03

Lots of little things have happened, and I feel that some sort of update is in order, or at the very least a notice that I'm not dead [yet].

We have an apartment and can move in on saturday.

However the movers are being a general pain in the ass. They came on the 25th or 26th of June and charged double their estimate. They stated that it would take 10-18 days to get out here, and it would take four days to crate everything up for the cross-country trip. [Not sure if the crating was included in the time it would take.] They're supposed to call two days after they leave the warehouse, and two days before they arrive to deliver, they have not done either. My mom has been calling them to get information about their location to no avail. She is either forced to leave a voice message and is never called back, or they say that a recent storm messed up their phone and they can no longer make out going calls. She got the number for the dispatcher and he wasn't there. In other words, I don't have my stuff, and I'm going crazy.

I can't take the GED until I'm 19 (5days) [you can take it earlier but it requires paperwork from your school district] however the closest testing date is September 15... I probably won't be going to community college till the spring it looks like, or possibly not even until next year.

Amusingly, our apartment is across the street from the community college, that I can't yet go to. Various authority figures have stated that if I'm not going to school then I have to get at least a part time job, however there isn't a whole lot in walking distance, and if I took a bus I'd most likely have to deal with transfers and all that.

Today I found out that my dad got remarried. He sent a letter to my Grandmother (whom I'm currently staying with) and to my mom informing them of this. Strangely, I'm mostly neutral in terms of how I feel about it [plus he's on the other side of the country] however, in the letter he explained his actions and they seem to explain my own. As in the "vanish and leave everyone in the dark when you get too stressed out" thing. I'm not completely sure if it works this way, but I guess now I have nine year old step sister and a step mom, though I doubt I'll wind up meeting them any time soon, let alone having to deal with them.

I think I've said before that I'm scared of failure, and hereditary pattern has me worried. To put it simply my dad's side of the family tree is very complicated; most of the people in it have been divorced and remarried, or just divorced, and there's a strong history of alcoholism and in a few cases drug abuse, and a helping of depression on the side. I'm just worried that I'm destined to follow in the footsteps of everyone else. After all, if I walk in the foot prints that are already there, maybe no one will ever notice me.
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