Setbacks = Fail

My options are as follows:

1) Pay $350 to have my ticket put on standby and fly with no money or,
2) Buy a new ticket.

This blows. Unfortunately, no matter how much I rage, I can only blame myself for not getting a proper job back in January.

Motives for why I didn't? Can't really explain that. People ask, I shrug. Mum's asked, Kiran's asked, Chantelle's asked, Jon's asked. Best reason I can come up with is that I feel safer in my head than out, and that's not any reason at all.

So, now I have to start afresh. I'm looking into oversea's temping, because that way I'll go with a job, and will have a better chance of staying there long enough to get my UK Citizenship.

Once I have my citizenship, school is apparently free, or as close to it as you can get. Also, healthcare. Taxes are going to suck, though.

Question, though...do I even want my UK Citizenship? I mean, really...if I'm barely willing to put the effort into going when the plane there is paid for, how fair is it for me to sign up for something like a life-time commitment to another country?

At the same time, I think that if I had defied the gods and gone anyway, this past Monday, things would have turned out nasty.

Still. It stings every time I see a plane go overhead, and every time I think "If I hadn't been such a dumbass, I'd be in Wales right now."

Buggerit

A couple of things.

Firstly, I found, via Bean, The Cutest Blog On The Block, which has all manner of cute and - most importantly, free - backgrounds. It's where I got this one, and why I need to fiddle with my header until it no longer clashes.

Secondly...I was supposed to have left yesterday. I didn't. Mum didn't set my ticket ahead either, on account of money, so now Jon and I have to go down to the terminal where I would have left from on Monday to beg for my ticket to be bumped.

If they can't...then I will have wasted the last five months, my mother's gift, and what might just have been my only chance to get out of here.

Buggerit

Heh

So, I've screwed things up royally.

Apparently, my only option at this point (brought about by the fact that I'm an idiot), is to postpone my trip until I have more money. Any money, actually.

Bollocks.

The upside: my passport will be done by the 14th, and I'll be able to go get it.