They still haven't sent my papers to get started on my Exhibitor's License for Critters. I am getting worried. I hope I am allowed to do shows and classes again SOON. I have had to turn one down already, and have one as a "Maybe" depending on how long this takes. SIGH. I also hope it is not expensive. I don't have much at all, plus I am attempting to earn enough to go to Spain to visit MyNigerian.
I haven't been able to work for real, like at Thanksgiving Point. I spend all my days mostly in bed, my head stabbing and trying to kill me. It is not cool AT ALL. So I am not earning any money, either. This while I am still trying to save as much as I can for that Ola trip. And I have felt sick besides.
So NOTHING is really going great in the luuuurve department. MyNigerian and I hardly talk. We love each other, I think, I mean I KNOW I love him and think he loves me but with his life being all screwy right now with not having any money for school and losing his home and MY life being all screwy with no work and pain in a non-relenting series, ugh. It is just a struggle catching each other. Plus I am scared he is going to give up... on me. I would. :(
Okay, I'm going to take a bath and probably be a baby and cry. I need to get an appointment with my therapist, I have been too Bleh to go and I just got a letter from her asking if I was doing too well to come. HA! Awesome. That would be so funny. "Sorry, I am a little too happy to come to Therapy, thanks anyway, Ivy." HEE HEE HEE! Instead I am too, well, BUMMED for THERAPY. hee hee! Yeah, I am a nerd. A depressed, screwed up, hurting, in-love-with-a-boy-in-Spain, NERD.
No comments:
Post a Comment