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Thu, Aug. 29th, 2013, 06:19 pm
Back to School

I'm back in college. Community college but, still, I am loving it. I was so freaked out in the week or two before that I almost dropped the whole thing, but now I am glad I didn't. I forgot how much I actually liked school and, compared to all my previous experiences, I'm like a social fucking butterfly this time around. I think it's because I don't really care whether or not I come across as a huge geek anymore or not but I'm making friends pretty easily, which surprises the hell out of me.

I haven't had much luck on the job front. Actually, I was doing telemarketing from home and getting paid OK until my laptop died on me. I explained what happened and reapplied, but I haven't heard back. I'm doing some writing for pay, but I have major issues with motivation and actually doing as much work as I need to. Partially because of that, I am still with my husband.

It probably sounds totally mercenary to be all like "yep, I'm with him to finish school and until I can afford to get a place of my own", but i think he knows the deal. Then again, he's probably with me just until we get out of bankruptcy and he can afford to take the time off and pay for gender reassignment surgery (see I don't even know which pronouns to use because he's told me he doesn't want to transition and still identifies as well, but he's told others that he is planning to and identifies as female, and I don't know which to believe). Anyway, story of our lives - we're with each other because we both have major issues but can usually manage to work with them, but I'm making plans because I know it'll end sooner or later. For the time being though, broke and miserable with a house and car beats being even more broke, slightly less miserable, and homeless.

Right now, I am putting everything into school. It's crazy now because I really can't afford it, but it should get a little better when I get my Pell Grant refund in October. That should be enough to get my Jeep fixed, and that should drop the amount of gas(well, diesel) I burn by a lot. Until then, I'm working my ass off trying to do schoolwork and write enough to cover gas and daycare, because I'm on my own as far as all this is concerned. Once this is straight, then maybe I can look for a rent-to-own place that is closer to school and reasonably safe.