The cloud looms...the sky darkens.

[a_bit_of_wit_2]

Woke up at 9, as is the usual custom. Went to breakfast, then Comp 2. After class, headed to my dorm where I called my home, and talked to Rob for a bit, talked to Bob. After that, reality came and slapped me, slapped me hard in the face. As some or all of you know, I'm working on trying to get a private loan that'll keep me here for the semester. If it goes through, then all is good. If not...then it's only a matter of days before I pack my shit and go home, depressed, angry, a failure. That was what punched me in the face. And as I look...time is not on my side. Time is rapidly running out, and I look helplessly for anything. Reality may come as a giant blow to me. I'll find out in a few days. Wish me luck. As of now, this is the closest I've come to deregistration. Several times, I've dodged the bullet, barely. Will I be able to pull another Matrix move and have it just miss me once more, or will it pierce the fibers of my heart and mind, leaving me an emotional wreck, lying in a pool of torn emotions and salty tears? Once again, I must face the dollar head-on. Oi. Who will win this time? So far, I've won the battles, but will it win the war? Oi...my mind. My head.

So, as a result of this possible deregistration once more, I have begun to look at colleges in Massachusetts, and 3 look promising: UMass Boston, UMass Dartmouth, Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts. Will I be here next year? More likely not. So, I must get started now. Oi. Another day in the life. Talking to Sarah now...she's done a bit to lift me. Still, this funk drags me down. I mean, I have a paper due in Modern Europe which I can't do because I don't have the textbook needed. It'll end up being 2 days late, for Friday I will have the funds to get it. (sigh) Why? I don't know. I hope things start looking up, for I hate being stressed. I will attempt sleep...and having 4 classes tomorrow doesn't help me. Friday...work...too much.

Nighty night.