Fast and Furious cont'd 8/31/2003
Finally the day came for me to leave...I left on Wednesday the 27th. I wasn't even sad to go, which hurt more than anything...I always cry the night before I go. I should be happy that I've finally adjusted to college (it only took two years!) but it wasn't that I had adjusted, really...I just couldn't stand being around my parents anymore. Becca drove my car up and Dad drove Becca's car. The trip was uneventful until I got a call from an unknown woman telling me to call her back immediately. After two phone calls later, I found out that First Financial Aid Bank was going to send a collecting agency after me because payments from my credit card have lapsed since March. Not only that, but my credit card is iver the limit. I started flipping out and crying since I haven't used my credit card at all (plus the idea of a collecting agency scared the hell out of me, to say the least). Rebecca and I figured out that the only other person who had acess to my credit card besides me was my mother.
My parents are on the brink of divorce because my mom stole thousands out of my parents' savings account. Becca told me in the car that Mom had once secretly opened three credit cards in Rebcecca's name and basically went over the limit in all the accounts. I knew my mom had taken money out of my parents' savings account but I didn't think she would steal from one of her children.
Of course, when I tried calling the house no-one answered. Rebecca came up with the sweetest, most selfless thing I've ever heard her say; she told me she'd pay the balance to get my credit card back under the limit so the bank wouldn't hassle me. As soon as Becca sent the payment to the bank, my mom called me back. I just started yelling at her and then hung up the phone. Every time she tried calling back I'd hang up on her again...I was so angry and hurt I didn't even want to speak to her. She had sunken so low as to use up her own daughter's credit card, without telling me, and then didn't even pay the bills. Becca told me to stop hanging up on mom and start finding out what happened.
We stopped the car at a gas station because my father needed to get gas. As Becca was talking to the bank about how to take the payment out of her own account, I'm on the phone with Mom trying to find out what the hell was going on. My dad was in the other car, still clueless as to what was happening. He tried calling over to Rebecca to ask her something but we waved him off. He tried coming over to our car to ask us something againbut we waved him off and I yelled at him to go away. Jesus Christ, I was trying to find out from my mother what the hell was going on and she kept asking me to "Repeat that?" to my never-ending frustration. Meanwhile I have my father, who was waved off by us twice already and yelled at by me at least once, persistantly continuing to attempt to ask us some pointless question. On top of everything, I'm watching Rebecca give up five hundred dollars of her own hard-earned money to pay my bills because I didn't have the money and my mother had been too careless to pay. Great way to start off a new semester...
My mother later claimed to have sent them the bills already and the bank had made a mistake. She promised to pay back Rebecca when she got back home. Becca and I were doubtful of my mother though, which makes me so inexplicably sad...I can't even trust my own mom....
Luckily, the rest of the trip was uneventful. We got up to my aunt's house with little problem and had an awesome dinner with my aunt and cousins at this seafood/steak restaurant. My dad lost his cell phone at the restaurant, but that's the only thing that really happened.
We moved in OK. Maria was the only one here; Big was at work and Steph went home for the weekend. Moving in was a bitch...it was hot and my three-story apartment has no elevator. My dad set up my computer while Rebecca and I hauled stuff upstairs...I moved everything in on Thursday and it's taken me until today (Sunday) to finish cleaning and setting stuff up. We went to Walmart to buy a blender where I met up with Sara, Erin, and Sarah's boyfriend Chris. We made plans to hang out that night and then left.
We went to Wegman's for lunch, Becca showed me the srea, and then she and Dad left. This is the first semester that I haven't cried when I saw my family leave. It sounds stupid and childish, but I've always been horrendously homesick ever since I came to college. I just saw them leave, and though I was sad, I knew I'd be OK. Maria's awesome, Steph's OK, and I love Big, of course. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and trying to sort through my stuff.
I started doing shots of Green Apple Smirnoff at around five o'clock...After this summer, and the First Financial Bank fiasco, I felt that a drink (or two) was well-deserved. I went over to Erin's to drink that night. Sara, who lives with Erin, decided to come out with us with her boyfriend Chris. The night was kind of...well, blah. The girls who pledged the semester before me were there, and I don't get along with them that well. Erin went to hang out with them, I hung back with Sara because I don't believe in being fake. I absolutely hate it when someone who I know doesn't like me will give me one of those half hugs and a peck on the cheek when they see me. It's like, I know you don't like me and I'm pretty obvious that I don't like you. So why be fake and bother with formalities? Just give a nod of acknowledgement or something.
Anyway, the night sucked. Sara left early and I spent the night following Erin around. I slept over in Erin's room that night because I was too lazy to walk the extra block to my apartment. Erin and I actually had a really good conversation about being insecure with the way you look. Erin's one of the prettiest girls I know, not to mention her awesome body, guys really dig her, and yet she's constantly stressing over her looks and the fact that her jackass ex-boyfriend is, in fact, a rat bastard. She has so many cute, nice guys falling over her and yet she only wants a guy who made her cry all last semester. I dunno it was just interesting...
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