As my last few days in New York pass through my fingertips, I find myself worrying unnecessarily. Well, mostly unnecessarily. Things that I can't control are interrupting my enjoyable moments and driving me batty.
First of all, I usually get paid on Thursdays rather than the regular Fridays for my job. I'm hoping it is just a glitch in the system since my paycheck hasn't been deposited into my account yet. Due to the fact that we have this rule where you can only work 20 hours a week, I had 14 extras hours that I had to move onto a time-sheet during the break. My boss told me that she would turn it in for me and I can only hope that my trust in her was placed wisely. If not, it's going to be a tough few weeks ahead.
I go to the bank tomorrow to get my second loan. This time it will be in my name, with my father as a cosigner. I already pay the loan payments for the one I have in his name. I'm very worried, to tell the truth. I can't do interest payments on this one if I'm paying for the other one at the same time. I feel like debt is going to consume my life, but I have no choice. I'm not going to drop out of college. I just have to trust the Lord that I won't eventually be out on the streets eating unicorn meat to survive.
My textbooks still haven't been posted. With less than two weeks to the starting date of classes, this is what is worrying me the most. I won't be paying the unrealistic fees that the University Bookstore charges, no sir. I just wish they'd get their butts moving on this. I am extremely impatient and would love to see the books that my literature class will be reading as soon as possible.
My work schedule hasn't been posted either. I've promised myself that I won't call until the eighth, but I can't guarantee anything after that. I know that my boss took off thirteen days over break, so she probably hasn't been back long enough to get a solid schedule between all of the people who work there. Especially since there are quite a few who abandoned us without much notice. I'd just like to have a little proof that I have job security next semester, truthfully.
I think my parents are somewhat caving on my dress. Yesterday night, my dad saw how in love I am with this gown and had me researching how to preserve a dress for a year and a half. My mom said that she'd be able to get the gown at another store, now that it didn't resemble mine so closely. I just hope that the three of us have time to discuss this further before I hop on the train to leave.
Those are all of the things that are running through my mind at every minute of the day. I need to get them settled before I can relax completely. At least it feels better to type them out.
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