Friday, August 3, 2007

Fucking bollocks shitting hell

I’ve gone from being ecstatic to devastated within the last few minutes. Me and Nathalie had planned on going away the week before I set off for university to Nissaki which is a little area at the top of Corfu, nice, secluded woodland spilling onto beaches and harbours with water temperatures at 24’C to just set down and relax and go to university completely unstressed and happy.

Today I thought I’d just check up on my student loan, having sent my passport off to the civic centre to confirm my name and identity and such jazz, I rang them up to see how it was all going, only to be told they hadn’t received my passport. Fuck. I’m screwed. Good and proper, I’ve got my dad running around to the post office almost leaping with glee interspersed with what I’m sure he believes to noises of concern but from here all I can hear is

“you won’t be able to go on holiday now”

“you might not get the money for your loan through now”

Fantastic, if my heart hadn’t turned into a brick already then those statements of what I was already thinking said out loud really did just hammer it down my body. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It’s even more infuriating that I thought I’d be saving time by sending it through the post, not knowing when I’d be in town next to drop it into the civic centre personally. What an utter fuckwit. Jesus. So here I am, Nathalie thinking it’s my personal fault the Royal Mail are absolute fucking idiots, that we can’t book our holiday till I know what’s happening, till I know I can actually go abroad. I feel sick and an idiot. I knew something like this would happen, whenever I’ve ever EVER had to do anything concerning any sort of administration I’ve always had trouble, never get an easy ride.

The last two days have been too much for me to handle.

The Royal Mail are currently on strike so I have no way of knowing if it’s lost or just held up for God knows how long, but either way every day that goes by is a day longer that I fuck things up for me and Nat, I can see the foreseeable future being utter hell.

Loves

x

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

listen 100%Marshall, stop panicking, you'll get it sorted out, just chill and relax! Easy for me to say I know, but it will be fine, if the worst comes to the worst borrow my visa! It's good for a couple of thousand anyway! you can get new passport sorted pretty easy if it has gone missing and then it is only a matter of money which isn't everything, you can live on beans for a few weeks at Uni and I can fed-ex some alcohol to you no problem!
take care BCB
love
GG
xxxxx

Loz8188 said...

GG's comment is practical. Which makes me feel better because mine isn't. But *HUGS* all the same : )
xxx