Well, day three of the car not starting meant getting a ride into town at 7am only to find out I won’t be going home for days because my parents can’t be bothered to give me rides anywhere. Cool, because I had plans to be all over town this week, so now I can’t go to the gym or hand out resumes. What I can’t get out of, due to the fact that they’re things for school I have no control over, I have to find my own way to. So I’ve spent most of today crying and begging people for favours and wondering how the fuck I’m going to wear the same underwear for at least three days. I didn’t even bring my laptop charger. I don’t have any of my  medications, the book I’m reading will be done by tonight. I was already on the fucking edge of emotion and now I’m swimming in it. All I can do about it is sneak to the bathroom and cry for 3-minute intervals. I honestly can’t decide what I’m even feeling. I get touches of anger, sadness, hopelessness, loneliness, frustration, and then super-anger. I don’t even get to sleep in a bed tonight. Or tomorrow. Or Tuesday. Nothing I can think of is making me feel better or optimistic, I’m just overwhelmed and overwhelmed with my feelings of being overwhelmed.