Pressure
I can’t believe it. Cycling nearby last night when I noticed my wallet and passport in my back pocket and thought “that’s a stupid place to keep them”, but didn’t do anything about it. 20 minutes later I suddenly realised that they were gone. And this while stone cold sober in the middle of the evening.
I’m supposed to be going home for a few days at Christmas, but it looks like there is no way I can get a replacement before then (and anyway it’ll cost €150 or thereabout).
A lot lot lot of things have been going wrong for me recently, and it is really beginning to get me down. One of my jobs failed to pay me on time and so I ended up being a week late with the rent and being overdrawn because my direct debits of course came out regardless, all of which is going to cost me money. Plus because my bank pass was lost a fine which I needed to pay will take 3 days rather than 1 at the bank (and it needs to be paid by tomorrow). This could result in another fine or worse case imprisonment (although that seems a bit far-fetched). This I could do without.
Further to this, I’m only getting one shift a week in the bar, so it has gone from far too many hours to far too few, and I still can’t seem to find the time for college work, that job, and also my other (web design for my old boss back in Scotland). We’ve got college assessments in less than 2 weeks and I’ve got fuck all to show.
I need a break really bad. A little bit of luck must be coming my way soon.
