There Is No Love From England
I understand why dogs bite the letter carriers.
I've always thought of England as a magical place where folks have moved past the Dark Ages. Alas, today reality bit me in the ass. Hard.
I've been corresponding with a family in England since we met last year. They were sort of friends of friends of a college buddy of my Dad's. They're part of the reason we went to England last summer. I was going to stay with them while I went to school there.
When we last spoke on the phone, they let me know I was welcome to bring a boyfriend with me to stay while I went to school, as long as he went to school or worked. That was in May.
In my last letter, I mentioned Kate. Now, I didn't propose or even suggest that she was coming with me, in fact Kate and I had just met a few days before. It was more just banter about what had been going on in my life. They had been keeping me up with things in the family there, I was keeping them up with things in my family.
Yeah...
Today a letter comes telling me that they aren't so sure my staying with them would be such a good idea after all. They have a 15 year old daughter (with whom I'd also been swapping mail) and apparently I may not be such a good influence on her. Now amazingly just a few weeks ago I was someone that she could emulate.
Well I wonder what changed between then and now...hmmm... let me think about that...
So now, not only do I not have a place to live, they withdrew their recommendation of me.
No home, no school, no visa.
I have to get off this rollercoaster. It's driving me nuts.
Kate's been great, she's been cuddling and petting me all afternoon. I was stressing over leaving her and running off to England, anyway, so I guess this will at least help my stress level.
But the whole thing still just sucks. It's a crappy way to go about things.
It's not too late to register at Coastal Carolina, though. I can go there for the first couple years and get my English 101 and stuff out of the way, then transfer to UNC or State. I don't think I want to go back to Columbus. OSU is a great school and all, but I'm kinda likin' the weather here.
I don't know if things really "happen for a reason", but right now I hope so. I'll certainly be happy to be with Kate. Of course, we'll still have to find our own place to live. We can't mooch off Ruthie forever.
Well we could try, but she'd get wise eventually.
I think I'm going to bed now.
I've always thought of England as a magical place where folks have moved past the Dark Ages. Alas, today reality bit me in the ass. Hard.
I've been corresponding with a family in England since we met last year. They were sort of friends of friends of a college buddy of my Dad's. They're part of the reason we went to England last summer. I was going to stay with them while I went to school there.
When we last spoke on the phone, they let me know I was welcome to bring a boyfriend with me to stay while I went to school, as long as he went to school or worked. That was in May.
In my last letter, I mentioned Kate. Now, I didn't propose or even suggest that she was coming with me, in fact Kate and I had just met a few days before. It was more just banter about what had been going on in my life. They had been keeping me up with things in the family there, I was keeping them up with things in my family.
Yeah...
Today a letter comes telling me that they aren't so sure my staying with them would be such a good idea after all. They have a 15 year old daughter (with whom I'd also been swapping mail) and apparently I may not be such a good influence on her. Now amazingly just a few weeks ago I was someone that she could emulate.
Well I wonder what changed between then and now...hmmm... let me think about that...
So now, not only do I not have a place to live, they withdrew their recommendation of me.
No home, no school, no visa.
I have to get off this rollercoaster. It's driving me nuts.
Kate's been great, she's been cuddling and petting me all afternoon. I was stressing over leaving her and running off to England, anyway, so I guess this will at least help my stress level.
But the whole thing still just sucks. It's a crappy way to go about things.
It's not too late to register at Coastal Carolina, though. I can go there for the first couple years and get my English 101 and stuff out of the way, then transfer to UNC or State. I don't think I want to go back to Columbus. OSU is a great school and all, but I'm kinda likin' the weather here.
I don't know if things really "happen for a reason", but right now I hope so. I'll certainly be happy to be with Kate. Of course, we'll still have to find our own place to live. We can't mooch off Ruthie forever.
Well we could try, but she'd get wise eventually.
I think I'm going to bed now.
