Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Been a long time...

So, anyone who has been in contact with me recently has become somewhat aware of a few things. One, I hate school. Two, I'm getting married this Halloween, and I'm trapped in the craziness of wedding planning. Three, life is hard.

Basically, I let myself get trapped up in a ball of negativity that has been rolling along steadily for a few months now. It's not fun, and I refuse to stay with it any longer. In its place will be writing, listening to music, reading, meditating, happiness in the face of stress.

I will do what I must to make myself go to class, even if that means blocking out every stimulus besides music and the lecture once I get here, with the magic of my MP3 player. I will plan my wedding without fear of failure and without making myself stress to death. Instead, I will be grateful that I have been given the chance to marry someone so perfect for me.

I will not snap at my friends, or be unfriendly towards anyone. Being negative is the lazy response to life, and I have been coasting along on the tide of anger for too long. Behind every jerk who pisses me off is someone who probably has a problem I could care about, but hating them because of surface behavior is so much easier that I forget what I am.

I forget who I believe in, what I follow as my personal code for my life, and what the heart I've been given feels about people. I am not a negative person. I am not happy when I view the world through rage-colored glasses, and I have grown tired of living in that state of being.

So I'll stay to the sidelines in class, but I'll be here. I'll turn in my assignments, I'll do the readings, I'll pass the exams. I'll plan my wedding, I'll hang out with friends, I'll play my games and read my books, and I will keep my eyes open for what other people need while I do it. I have always been able to juggle many lives concurrently, it just happens that sometimes I get selfish and begin to feel angry at what I used to love doing.

I am only human, after all.

Oh, and I need to find a job or win the lottery. Good luck on that, right?

Class will be starting soon, but I wanted to write something, to document the turning point of this race I've been in. Wish me luck. The idea of turning off my MP3 player and listening to the dribble coming out of the other students' mouths is really not sitting well with me right now, but eventually I must.

*whimper*

Antisocial powers activate!

A deep breath.

All right, so it has kind of been made clear to me that I may have been overreacting about my health issues. Not in mean ways, just in very clear "It's not the end of the world" tones. Of course, when I feel like I was feeling, those kind of statements irritate me. How dare people bring logic and rationality into my sulking?

So, yes. I have readjusted my thinking a tad. The pain is the number one problem for the time being. I have been given pills to help combat that, and we will see how those work before I even start to whine about not being able to fix it.

The other side effects of the diagnosis (which are very much up in the air) are not immediate threats to my daily life, nor are they things I should really focus on. I have too much to panic about to let things that might happen years from now bring me down.

I mean, I have a test soon for a class that I've somehow magically missed 3 chapters in. Oops! But I'm here for review today, so I hope it helps.

And the economy is failing! That's always fun! I'm seriously considering shifting some of my future goals to help anticipate less of a falling out when I get my new shiny Bachelor's Degree. I was already contemplating getting a teaching certificate while I'm here, and now I'm thinking that's a wise choice. I still would like to pursue a Master's in Child Development and all that, but for now, I'd also like to make sure I have a marketable skillset on board.

So there.

Not panicking. Much.

...I still have to fight this urge to run away and get married and live out in the country running a small bookstore and restaurant. *shifty*

Insufficient Funds

Update at the bottom: 11:00am 9/16/08

So, I check the mail this morning, hoping to find that my monthly rent check from my so gracious grandparents had arrived. Instead, I get this letter from Washington Mutual telling me that they're closing my account due to my transactions exceeding limitations.


That's funny, I have $75 in checking and $500-ish in savings. And don't you guys make $12 for every overdraft I do? And didn't I sign up for overdraft protection? What are you protecting me from, then? Overdraft fairies?

Yes, I overdrew a few times, but most of the incidents occured at the very beginning of my fledgling relationship with WaMu, wherein they sent me a Debit card but neglected to send me my PIN for about, oh, 2-3 weeks. So, I had to do guesswork to try and make sure I knew what every transaction I had done was, and when it would come out. Naturally, they would amass over one week and all go through on the same day. WEIRD HOW THAT WORKS. And they also go through in the order that would get them the MOST from overdraft fees.

Wacky!

But yeah. I've been mostly clean, aside from a few checks that had been post-dated, and thus were impossible for me to track, other than to guess and try and keep the right amount in the account at all times. That doesn't work all the time, but whatever.

I was going to go join Wachovia and get a free $25 for me and Fiance anyway. Screw you, WaMu. You guys were most unhelpful. One of the overdraft fees I'm still scratching my head at, because my account available balance never went under $100, much less $0. They were fining me for a transaction that MIGHT make me overdrawn, but hadn't yet.

Enjoy the free $12 this time, jerkwads.

Now I have to go start a new bank account instead of slacking off before class. :(




Update!

So it turns out it was my SAVINGS account that had done too much "transacting" and was getting shut down. I still withdrew what I had in it and moved it over to Wachovia, because I wasn't going to open another savings account with WaMu when I'm still not certain why they shut down my old one.

The guy tried to tell me that transferring money back and forth was only doable 6 times a month, and if you go over that, then federally they have to shut you down. Nobody else has told me anything like this, including my much friendlier assistant at Wachovia who helped get me set up. So, whatever, WaMu. I'm leaving a little bit of money in the checking to make sure nothing is coming out of it, and then I'm high-tailing it out of there.

They've always been kind of aloof and uninformative when I had questions or concerns about my accounts and fees they charged me. Any attempt to get help puts me into either a phone queue or an email chain with a robot, and nothing ever comes of it. Wachovia does seem to have to best customer service I've seen in a bank chain, and I am looking forward to working with them.

Just gotta make sure I get my debit card & checks soon, so's I can pay the bills. I think I'll be fine, though.

Blargh.