I can't afford to do washing so Kurt is letting me do it at his...how sad is that? (Although quite useful!!) Ugggh skintness.
The worst thing money-wise is that work has fucked up my pay, and so I'll only get paid £35 on Friday. That means next week will be better (just under £100). Which is fine, apart from until next Friday I am skint as pie. Doesn't help that my first tuition fee installment has just gone out of my australia/student account. There's no way I'm going to be able to afford to do everything I want to do in Aus next year unless I get another job. I love working at the student union, so I'm not quitting that but maybe if I can find another job like it or something...hmm. I think uni is sapping all my money. Like, I'm paying so much money for books (yes, I'm a lit student, I should expect it!). Today I had to buy a literature essay style guide. It is dull as. If I didn't eat so much it'd make it easier...
Acdemic stuff anyway...I have an essay due next Friday. And I know what I'm going to do at least but I haven't written an essay in months and I'm so worried about it. My attendance is terrible but improving. Just got to keep attending and do more work and that'll make it easier, surely?
I'm a bit rundown, my throat is playing up, my wisdom teeth are giving me hell and I'm constantly tired. If it weren't for Kurt and my friends, Life would be so unfun it would hurt!
Thank you to everyone who replied to the post about my dog. I appreciate it so much. I'm not really the "grieving" type and all your comments meant a lot to me.