It's officially begun to dawn on me just how much work I have to do in the next two weeks. Now that my workload in school has started to slow down as far as checkpoints and assignments, I can start working on my final projects. The only trouble is that now, I have a trip to Phoenix to work around.
Whether I like it or not, I have to go to the Mesa courthouse on the 22nd. This totally screws up my plans. I was hoping to stick with a rigid schedule between now and the last day of class, but with taking a whole day to get up there and a whole day to get back, that's two days wasted. Schedule fucked. Plans fucked.
Ugh.
And then let's add the stress brought on by my problems with financial aid. Lisa has yet to tell me about any new developments with my account, but I got another letter from her office reminding me of my upcoming debt. All I know is that this better not go on my credit. She told me that I shouldn't have to pay anything, but the money is due tomorrow and I swear to god, if my credit gets ruined because of this... I'll scream. I will. I'll fucking scream.
But in the meantime, I'm going to try not to panic. Nothing's happened yet, so I shouldn't worry too much.
Wenn ich tanzen will, dann tanz ich so wie's mir gefällt. Ich allein bestimm' die Stunde. Ich allein wähl die Musik...
Listening to: Wenn Ich Tanzen Will - Uwe Kroger, Pia Douwes

