BEYOND stressed

My world has become an amount of stress unnatural to deal with.  Let’s recap the past couple weeks, shall we?

Work:

I started my job as an auditor Sept. 4th.  I had one week of training and I was off to my first client the following week.  It was a community college, and my first week there were 3 or 4 of us.  The following week it was just me and my senior.  But he was really cool, so I liked it.  It was a bit intimidating going to a 40-something year old in charge of the accounting department of the college and question his work.  He and I had many discussions.  The next week I was in the office, which I enjoyed because I got to meet a lot more people in the firm.  This week I’m at another governmental organization.  It’s all been interesting and a huge learning experience in many ways.

CPA:

I’m still taking classes.  6-10 tues/thurs.  Which means I leave work early (work hours are 830-530) to go to class.  Which means I leave my apartment at 7AM and return at 1030PM.  I HATE those days.  I have two weeks off of class though.  I also found out I didn’t pass the FAR section of the exam.  I got a 70.  I needed a 75.  Let’s not talk about it.  I take auditing the end of this month.

Health:

I went to my friend’s wedding Sept. 15th.  My roommate from college was my date.  It was SOOOO much fun.  I bought a hotel room in the reception and we got wasted and went to the club that was in the bottom floor of the hotel.  It was an awesome night.  Why is this under health?  Because while at the reception, I dropped my glass on the dance floor and it shattered.  People cleaned it up, but apparently not enough.  I got a tiny shard in my foot.  I continued to dance and not really care.  The next day I looked at my heel and it was bloody but it didn’t hurt.  I was fine for a week.  The next week, I couldn’t walk on it.  Problem is, I didn’t have health insurance until Oct 1.  So I had to go three weeks without having it looked at.  It bled a little one nite but that was because I walked on it a lot.  I went to the doctor ON Oct 1 and he said he believes it’s out and the pain I feel is because it’s scarring.  I told him about how I shake really bad and he believes it’s hypoglycemia.  I also asked if I could see a therapist and he said I could get a referral from the front desk.  I’ll have to go into this in a future entry.

Social Life:

I’ve been hanging out with my friend Kat and her boyfriend Connor a lot.  He has a house about 25 minutes from me.  She’s finishing up her last year at college.  I went to visit her and it made me miss that place A LOT.  Bars there are like bars nowhere else.  I had a fun time.  This weekend they came over and we went out around here and had more fun times.  Other than that, I don’t really see people.  I don’t know anyone that lives around me, so that sucks.  My neighbors kinda harass me.  They’re always around and they don’t really understand when I want downtime or I’m busy.

Bills:

I don’t even want to type about this because I will get angry, but my bills are silly.  Rent’s utilities are allocated, which is complete BS.  I said to the woman, "You mean to tell me if I’m here 2 days and my neighbor is here the whole month, we’re still paying the same?"  Yep.  GOD.  That makes me so furious.  I’m not going to get into the other bills.

Boys:

Ugh.  Either boys are obsessive and won’t leave me alone or they tell third parties they’re really interested in me but when I try to make it happen, it falls through.  I’m scared of dating now anyway so it’s probably for the best.  I miss the affection, though.  Especially when I see Kat and Connor.

There’s so much more to catch up on, but of course I’m crunched for time.

Oh-I kept wondering why my background was all effed up.  I guess the website where my image was is no longer.  i changed it so you will be able to read.  I’ll fix it for real later.

"Walls are there to prove how bad you want it."

~Dora