September is ending already?
I hate being poor. I hate that $2.50 to do my laundry is -- literally -- too much to afford (I have $2.48 to my name.)
I am glad that, living in the dorms, on meal plan, I have shelter now and more food than I could ever eat.
I hate that, come winter, I will likely be homeless once more, because the next semester is too much to afford (laundry too much to afford; tuition that much moreso!)
I am enjoying my classes an incredible amount, and strangely happy in the amount of work I am buried under.
I am sad that these classes may well be the only I ever take.
I am happy because I am now a Eucharistic Minister for the Brown-RISD Catholic community, and it is good to have something to remind me to remember God in my daily life, because under the weight of so much school-work and work-work and volunteer-work sometimes, it is so easy to forget Him.
I am sad, because, there are times that I give in to despair and get angry with God, and really believe that He has abandoned me. And I should not listen to those feelings.
I am glad that, living in the dorms, on meal plan, I have shelter now and more food than I could ever eat.
I hate that, come winter, I will likely be homeless once more, because the next semester is too much to afford (laundry too much to afford; tuition that much moreso!)
I am enjoying my classes an incredible amount, and strangely happy in the amount of work I am buried under.
I am sad that these classes may well be the only I ever take.
I am happy because I am now a Eucharistic Minister for the Brown-RISD Catholic community, and it is good to have something to remind me to remember God in my daily life, because under the weight of so much school-work and work-work and volunteer-work sometimes, it is so easy to forget Him.
I am sad, because, there are times that I give in to despair and get angry with God, and really believe that He has abandoned me. And I should not listen to those feelings.