Having to send yet more bloody documentation to Student Finance. For God's sake - it's a loan based on 3 basic rules of eligibility - UK resident, first degree course, no other income. 6 bloody months so far and half my office full of paperwork. They needed my son's National Insurance number and a form from UCAS. THAT'S IT!!!!!!!!
I could have got a bank loan for the same amount OVER THE F***ING PHONE! The only reason I didn't was that I can't afford to increase my repayments.
They are tears of fury, btw.
Tomorrow it will be memories of my late "Beth"
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time x
Looking at past valentines cards from my beloved Bart and wishing he were still here.... love you my darling xxx
Suze xx
well didn't make me cry but the pain of strained stomach muscles is pushing my pain levels to the limits at the moment never knew how many things my slab muscles were used in like breathing lol
The fecking snow again :sad:
Getting a kiss off my 6 year old son who has severe Autism and has only just learned to kiss.
Wondering if he will ever have any independance in his life and know what it feels like to fall in love.
Having my hair ripped out, being kicked, pinched, scratched and headbutted.
Getting another kiss which made up for everything he has done to me today (so far). :cry:
my mum being taken into hospital this morning... and there is nothing i can do for her but look after my dad and kids :sad:
No matter how much of a pain in the arse he is, and how much trouble and tears he brings on every weekend .... I hate saying goodbye to my boy every Monday morning :sad:
Having to think ten times for the words i needed in the middle of a conversation ,and having to say sorry again until the words came to me
the interview on this morning with 2 of the child migrants my heart is breaking