slap me in the face with a chair

After having received the phone call from the Consulate stating, " You fucked up Miss Brown," I received an email stating, "The school is FREAKING out that your documents aren't here yet!" Making me feel that my job may NOT be there if my shit isn't in a orderly group a-sap. 

Ballz! 

Only I would screw this up eh.

My auntie stated that, "If it doesn't go smoothly etc maybe it was not meant to be then." Fair enough. But still ...

An hour walk, some waiting, some running around and forty dollars later, my poop is starting to line up in the proper grouping.

Fingers crossed there are NO more hiccups!