I'm 21 years old and I have debt collectors calling me.
Well that's not good.
And it's all over a misunderstanding, or rather a mistake, on my part. After having a seizure in December I put my school address down in the information box instead of my parents' overseas address where they live (I'm still under their insurance).
So now I've got a stack of bills and I'm freaking out. Collector called? Yes. Douche? Yes. Waiting for the Medical Center to call me back. Need to call mom and dad when they wake up... Scared of them being mad and yelling? Of course.
And I'm failing two of my courses. One of them I might be able to get up before the end of the semester. The other one? Definitely not. The group project that's due Thursday? Dear God, help me!
I've just had so much coming at me this semester... Especially the last couple of weeks. I'd LOVE to be able to just deal with academics. Happening?? Nope.
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