
Life is having a real good time stuffing me 'round today. I was all ready and set to go to school. I walked to the station - guts hurting all the way but I was determined.
I got there and what should I see? AN HOUR TILL THE NEXT TRAIN! You know why? Cause apparently the train drivers have gone on strike or something. Well, thank you VERY bloody much.
Some guy kept offering me a lift into Perth but I was like, "No, it's okay, my Dad can take me."
Then Dad did get there and I was so tired and sore and nauseous I just went, "Just take me home. I have no way of getting home anyway."
That and I felt fucking awful. I've been crying today cause I owe TAFE 500 bucks. Mum and Dad don't have much money left and we'll soon be in the red. I don't know how I can justify going to school in the face of that, you know? I cried so hard.
Dad wrote me a check anyway but I feel absolutely horrid about it. He really does love me, I guess.
I know I have a STACK of commissions but doing artwork takes energy and health and I have very little of that of late. I just sat outside and bawled my eyes out. And this is without the prospect of more doctors bills in the future to try to do something about my possible endo.
The only ray of sunshine I have is - believe it or not - my Numb3rs recaps. I don't know why, they just relax me and make me laugh. There's very little else making me laugh in my life, so indulging in the silliness seems pretty harmless. I know, it's sad laughing at your own humour, but eh. *shrug* My last recap hasn't gone any response yet, apart from two people *hugs them*. *shrug* Oh well. Maybe I've oversaturated you all. More important things to worry about than that right now, anyway.
Later!
love,
Nancy.