So, after keeping me waiting for six bloody long weeks, the UK home office finally came back to me with an answer to my COS application.
it was a resounding NO!
So after crying my eyes out and drinking far too much, I slept it off and am now having to put my life back until I get another shot at getting out of this godforsaken shithole called Africa.
For a writer, i'm disgusted that I don't have the words to describe how I feel about this set back in my life.
I have to find another job, or go back to the one I had. Problem with this is, I've already said goodbye! AND I was thinking of leaving before the international offer was made. So maybe it is a sign I need to to work somewhere else. I need to unpack the things i've packed up. I need to get my internet reconnected at home.
I need to make peace with the fact that I was supposed to be in London this week, getting psyched up to go watch MCR.
Now I need to psych myself up just to get out of bed every morning. I had a plan. I need a new one.
I think I'm going to finish up the work here for my godmother (she suggested I sell Tupperware in the meantime - WTF?) and then go home and drown myself in Imogen Heap and red wine.
it was a resounding NO!
So after crying my eyes out and drinking far too much, I slept it off and am now having to put my life back until I get another shot at getting out of this godforsaken shithole called Africa.
For a writer, i'm disgusted that I don't have the words to describe how I feel about this set back in my life.
I have to find another job, or go back to the one I had. Problem with this is, I've already said goodbye! AND I was thinking of leaving before the international offer was made. So maybe it is a sign I need to to work somewhere else. I need to unpack the things i've packed up. I need to get my internet reconnected at home.
I need to make peace with the fact that I was supposed to be in London this week, getting psyched up to go watch MCR.
Now I need to psych myself up just to get out of bed every morning. I had a plan. I need a new one.
I think I'm going to finish up the work here for my godmother (she suggested I sell Tupperware in the meantime - WTF?) and then go home and drown myself in Imogen Heap and red wine.