I don't get it. About a year ago when I was living at a student house, me and a friend from my class started talking about finding an appartment or something together, cuz we were both sick and tired of the homes we lived in. Less than 5 months later the 2 of us moved into a house, together with another girl from our class and her boyfriend. To me it felt like a new start. I also had a great job aside from college, with great atmosphere at work in general, and great contact with customers. Also I played footie in a team I may not be as much friends with as expected of me, but I loved playing and 'didn't mind travelling a bit further since the move because I loved playing so much. And look at me now. Situation in a nutshell: I flunked last year, so re-doing the 1st year and if I fail a single course I get kicked off the entire programme. The girl from my class (the one with the boyfriend) kind of screwed us and now if we don't find a place to live soon, we'll be out on the streets by March 1st, and possibly even February 1st. If we find anything, it'll be out of town (due to prices) and I will have to quit the footy team and will only be able to work saturdays at my current job, and even that's not sure anymore. And of course it's December, best month for be dealing with all this shit. Ya know with my birthday, Christmas, NYE, which I all want nothing more than my mum to be able to be there too. Oh and of course Mum's birthday would be this month too. Great month to be dealing with all this shit. Oh and I don't know if it's stress related or something completely seperate, but I can't keep any food in, barely can keep liquids in, I have a fucking stomach flu. So there it is. And I have no idea how I went from being happy, energetic, fun, busy to... this.