Call me obsessive, but this issue is seriously playing on my mind. I did as I told myself, and emailed some people about their spare rooms, and initially it was promising; I got replies the very next day! But after I followed those up with answers to their own inquiries, nothing. 'Null' if you will...
I'm frightened. What a thing to publish on the Internet, but this is meant to be a truthful account, so I would be a big fat liar if I said I was unconcerned. I'm one of the most anxiety-ridden people I know, and this whole escapade (whilst dream-fulfilling and exciting) has reduced me to a wreck. Well, it has on a fair few occasions at least. The lack of future home is keeping me awake at night. The sudden drop in interest has me developing a small-ish complex; no one will want to live with me!
Another stress is booking my hostel. Oh man, so much money! Three weeks is gonna cost me, but I need that language course! That, and most new leases don't start til the beginning of October. If only there was one free room in all of Leipzig. They are all booked! Aahhhhhhhhh!
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| I feel as dizzy as when I went up a mountain in a Tardis |
Oh boy, so full of negativity today. To attempt to remedy this, imagine a field full of cars. Imagine a cold, typically rubbish Bank Holiday August. Imagine a bedraggled me, flogging clothes and bags and by-gone teenage bric-a-brac. I earned a little bit of cash today, and hopefully I can change it into euros or something. Every little helps! (Why is this positive? I don't really know, but it's what I did with my cousin and aunt today, and I'm still recovering!)
-Rae
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