SECOND YEAR OF COLLEGE? crying
So that means you're set with your general education classes and can focus on your major!
Yup yup, sounds great!
I'm also job hunting....
And I graduate in approximately 2 weeks.
Well, it's not very easy.
And I don't really feel all that strong when I deal with everything. D:
I ended up having to get rid of my kittens. Because they were locked in the bathroom for too long.
Because one of her dogs is a cat killer. D:.
And they tore up the bathroom so bad.
I had four in there... XD
Hatter, Hazel, Spazz, and Luna.
I miss them so much. D:
But my BFF got me a cute little puppy for Christmas.
Well, let Christmas present.
His birthday was yesterday, and his mom kicked him out.
So now I have to be strong for him.
And my daughter, I may loose. I have to get a place by next month.
Or I'm never getting her back. D:
And then I had to go to the hospital two days ago.
And I may have cancer.
But there's no way to tell until I get to an actual doctor and have more tests.
Which won't happen, because I'm not covered.
Well, I mean, I am. But they want three hundred sixty four bucks a month.
Which I don't even have an income. SO... That doesn't work out. XD
And my so-called-dad is just like "it's not cancer, they're wrong"
And I keep reminding him, it's not a for-sure thing. It's a toss-up between cancer and an ulcer.
But I won't know until I can go in. XD ; ; ;
Uhg. My luck just sucks so bad. D:
I've spent Christmas Eve night and all of Christmas day cooking and preparing food.
My Nana's real sick, btw. She can't even walk now. And she lost her house. So she's homeless too.
She's sixty-four. So it really ******** sucks.
She had this major break down the day before Christmas Eve. And nobody did anything about it.
Neither of her sons. So, I had to be stronger than what I really am and let her cry on my shoulder.
It was really hard not to break down. It's not what she needed, you know? She's gone through a lot of hell.
And this may be her last Christmas. So I've been really stressing... I couldn't really afford anything for anyone.
So I bought the food and cooked it all. Since she couldn't afford it. Nor could she stand to cook.
It was a lot of work. But, it was worth the smile.
She doesn't have any clean clothes. So she's, literally, wearing my pants. It's kind of odd, but she doesn't have any.
Or underwear... And it was just odd seeing her in nothing but a shirt. I saw flashes of things I shouldn't have.
And I brushed her hair. And braided it. So that there were no more tangles, because she hasn't showered in about two weeks.
Or brushed it. She can't really do anything. I feel so bad...
I have to help her bathe tomorrow... It's going to be awkward. But, she needs it...
Sorry for the ramble, love.
I understand where you're coming from: being tired.
But, school's totally worth it in the end.