There is roughly $755 dollars in my bank account, plus some change.
Tonight at Macaroni Grill, I expect to make $30.
An additional $100 from my mother
$120 from various relatives on top of that
$90 from Lo Sole Mio
and hopefully about $100 from my ebay auction.
755+30+100+120+90+100 = 1,165
Given that I don’t eat, and that my car becomes extremely fuel efficient, I should be able to pay off my tuition with a cool $16 to spare.
This what I spend most of my day thinking about.
Being broke is like having a headache. You can think about other things, you can even forget about it, but you somehow still feel it no matter what.
I just need my temp agency to pull through for me. I just need my flake of a study abroad advisor to get me my $278 housing deposit back. I just need a lot of things to come together.
I had a weird-ass dream last night. There was an especially foul part that involved feces in my mouth. I did not put it there, I don’t know how it got there, but it got stuck in my braces. WTF, subconcious?
I did basically nothing all day. Lo Sole Mio said they’d probably call me back last night with my $$$. They did not. They did not call me back today either. Lo Sole Mio is full of some rude people who just don’t give a shit.
