Customs are going to be closed a bit longer than expected.
Until the First of September. Now I feel the need for a bit more of an explanation. The simplest answer is stress. I’ve still got a pretty long list to knock out, and I want to get those done and actually be able to have a break. Because there is life stuff coming round that I have to deal with. In May, my college screwed me over. Basically, the semester before, while I took enough credits to be a full time student, since I was repeating a class [Because a D is not fucking acceptable for me] my financial did not count those credits, which meant I didn’t meet standards. Which meant they revoked my TAP for Spring [that’s the NYS general student aid] which, okay, whatever. It was $250 dollars or whatever. What I didn’t know is that TAP is linked to your eligibility for NYS Grant that I get. And they didn’t decide to revoke that until AFTER they refunded me the money for it. [And, for some reason, they also refunded me my tap, which I didn’t know because they throw all my refunds together— loans, grant, tap into two checks]. So they gave me $1000 they shouldn’t have. And didn’t tell me this until three weeks after they did so.
Some of that money was left, but between groceries and gas and my life, it was only about $650. So, I can’t sign up for fall classes until that is all paid off. I’m really close now, giving them a hundred dollars a week, and I only have $160 left as of today [which, okay sidenote: THANK YOU GUYS FOR BUYING MY STUFF. Seriously. If it weren’t for my sales, I wouldn’t be able to do that and still get by without being ridiculously broke this entire summer. So, I know I never really talked about this situation, because I didn’t really wanna, but you guys have helped me so fucking much you don’t even know <3]. Now though I have to figure out how my next semester is going to play out. I’ll be taking out more loans and shit, but I at this point, I need to find a job.
I hate looking for a job. Mostly, because every time I’ve done so in the past two years, it’s reduced me to a sobbing mess. On an almost daily basis. I start crying just thinking about it, like there are tears in my eyes right now. And I wish I was being a drama queen here. Because no matter how sincerely I try, how many applications I submit, calls I make, awesome references I have, I almost never even get to the interview stage. And my mom, whom I love very much, DOES NOT GET IT. Instead, she gets annoyed with me for being upset, because apparently I’m not allowed to have a bad day ever or something, and that just makes me feel worse. For awhile, she’s left me alone, but she’s started bothering me about looking again, so I have to start looking again. And go through the entire process I just described for the next few weeks and hope that something goes right in that department.
And, there are other life things that have just been making me miserable, but I’m guessing this post is probably already way more than you guys ever needed to hear about me and all of this. That’s my reasoning behind the extended closed customs, so I can at least try to get myself together some. Now, I’m gonna go post the finished pictures of the customs I have gotten through on my list and hopefully calm down some.