Vortexia's Secret

then you probably don't want to read this. i gave you fair warning.

Today has been a big piece of shit day. got word that if our prof doesn't want to adjust our grade then we're SOL. basically the only recourse we would have would be if we were minorities who were discriminated against or if there was some kind of systematic problem where everyone got fucked over. since all the other people got As and we're little white girls, we're fucked. then i had a creepy panhandler follow me in the parking lot of my neighborhood ghetto-fabulous grocery store. needed money for "munchies" as he put it. buy less weed, get fewer cases of the munchies, have more money to spend on the munchies. anyway... so then i come home and open my mail. get a bill for the internet... brace yourself... $99!!! WHAT THE FUCK?! turns out the previous month's payment was never posted by my roommate. since it was in her name, we just transferred the account to my name. big mistake. as the guy informed me when i called to see what had gone wrong, i should have had the internet disconnected then reconnected in my name to avoid this problem. then i would have also been a new customer and could have gotten their deals. don't i feel like a dumbass. yeah, well i didn't know this would be a problem. i just wanted things to be transferred as easily and simply as possible and just be done with my roommate.

as i'm walking to the computer to pay the bill, i get another phone call... more bad news. i have to get a physical and a very unpleasant female exam. the last one was nothing short of traumatic, so i'm freaking already about having to go through it again. (obviously i knew it would have to happen, i just was trying to forget that.) i have since switched insurance providers, and therefore doctors, so i have to find somebody i'm willing to trust with this issue... and before the end of summer. i know it shouldn't be a big deal, but it was a very big deal.

now as i was writing this and thought the bad things were over, i get a knock on the door from the complex. the guy hands me a letter, i ask what it's about, and he explains that i have to move. my lease is up in 2 months, but i have to move to another person's apartment for those fucking 2 measly months because they don't want anyone in an 2 bedroom apartment without a roommate. damn little fuckers. oh, and they tried to pass it off as putting us in newer apartments and helping us to split the electricity bill. i told them i didn't care and would just deal with my old shitty apartment and pay the full bill. i told them I AM MOVING in 2 months and they can deal with it. but no... apparently i have to deal with it. in the lease they disguised the part about them having to give 10 days notice if they move you into a different apartment as part of the terms if you had roommate problems and requested a move. fuckers. i am so fucking livid. why is today the fuck me over day?! although you couldn't tell today, i've been swearing less since i can't exactly do it during client sessions. but right now i don't give a damn. if anybody out there has legal advice for me other than becoming the spawn of satan and trying to be so damn fucking annoying that they just give me what i want... please PLEASE let me know!

so after each issue (the apartment struggle and grade, the bill, the call from the doc, and now the new apartment problem) i called my mom to tell her. i have to call back when my dad gets home to discuss which gynos are on the insurance plan (oh looking forward to THAT). anyway, i think my mom is getting sick of all the bad news, and so am i. after the doctor call and again after the visit from the complex i broke down on the phone with J. why did so much shitty stuff have to happen in one fucking day?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! please please please leave encouragement or advice or something, anything good in the comment section. i'm feeling very miserable right now.

P.S. Keep them in your prayers.