This is the official wrap up. It's done. My problems haven't worked out and neither has my life.

Ahhhh! The weekend is already almost over and I have accomplished nothing.

My landlord showed my apartment today. I can't say how it went because he didn't let me know. I do know that it looks mighty clean after working on it for hours last night.

I am really pissed about the whole job thing. I think I was doing them a favor. It's not like I would work for bad wages like that for anyone. They really needed me. I will stay positive and just hope that I didn't get called back because she was out of the office or something. What is wrong with people?

All my friends are talking about how they are signing leases for their new apartments and stuff. Blah...they can have them. I'll move back to the dorms. But I don't know what to do with all my stuff. I knew buying those salad plates with my initials was a waste of money. Why the hell do I need them now? Why did I need them in the first place?

IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE

For a split second my life came together today...just a split second.

1. I was offered a job at my old school for the summer.
This would have been a problem considering the distance between my old school and my current apartment, but

2. My landlord agreed to let me out of my lease 2 months early, so I could leave for the summer.
This would have been a problem because I have no other place to live, but

3. My sister offered to let me stay at her apartment in the same town as my old school.

And now, just 6 and 1/2 hours later...

1. No call back on the job. Hmmmm... I thought THEY offered it to ME.

2. I am without an apartment or a place to move all of my things because

3. I cannot live with my sister.

Now I feel completely terrible. My advisor finally emailed me my registration code. It took so long because he has been out with pneumonia. How bad do I feel?

Another e-mail, another day...still no registration access code. What the hell?

I e-mailed my advisor yet again. Maybe I just won't go to BSU next semester. I'll stop by his office tomorrow.

I e-mailed my advisor again...still no registration code. My letter wasn't returned, so I'm pretty sure that isn't the problem. Maybe it is a sign and I really should transfer.

It might be nice to be in a new place. I've never stayed in the same place very long. But if I do transfer I can't go to Africa. Well, I can go to Africa, but not on this specific trip.

I still haven't found an apartment or a roommate (even checked the newspaper for the 'roommate wanted' section...no luck). Oh well.