(Un)Happy Monday

This morning, I woke up to a lovely little surprise: no water! And my heat wouldn’t go past 15 degrees Celsius. I couldn’t go to the bathroom. Or take a shower. Or even brush my goddamn teeth.

I had to walk to the fucking supermarket, in the freezing cold, to take a piss.

My utilities have been paid, so I don’t think that’s the problem. I spoke to Hannah, though, and she thought that my pipes might have frozen since it was so cold last night. I have my heat on and I’m going to keep it on while I’m at work. I also plan on speaking to someone to see if I can get a definite answer as to what’s wrong.

I’m also really resenting the fact that I work at an ENGLISH academy and the people in charge have very little grasp on the English language. At all. It is a constant struggle to communicate with them. The majority of the time, I am not filled in about anything going on with my classes: when they’re canceled, when I’m supposed to start a new book, anything.

I feel like a fucking second-class citizen. I don’t think I’ve ever endured so much bullshit in my entire life.

Additionally, seeing that I have no water, I can’t make any of the food that I stocked up on last week to get me through this one: pasta, rice, and frozen dumplings. Why? Because they all need to be boiled. In water. Which I don’t have.

I am trying very, very hard to not have an emotional break down right now since I have to make it through a day of classes. It’s days like this that I want to get on a plane tomorrow and go the fuck home.