i feel like pulling out my fucking hair right now. moving has happened at possibly the worst time of year for me - meaning, the two months of the year when i don't have a reliable source of income, piddling as it may be - not to mention at the precise time that my student loan issues came to a head and forced me to borrow heaping sums of money from my parents which means i can not possibly ask them to help me with moving.
i'm bouncing around between options right now, and none of them are good ones. i could have a basement apartment, but i can't put the deposit on it until the end of july at least, which would then leave me without the money to pay the first month's rent anyway. i am scrabbling to find some random stranger to move in with, but even on the websites that don't CHARGE YOU MEMBERSHIP FEES just to be able TO GET PEOPLE'S EMAIL ADDRESSES, no one has contacted me back. i have even considered the pathetic and last-ditch option of packing up my stuff and going back to my parents' house for a month or two, which leaves me no further ahead because i then have to commute to work. sure i don't have to pay rent or pay any bills, but i'd have to throw bucketfulls of money into my gas tank.
i feel like i'm running around grasping at straws at the last minute, but i've been at this for a month, trying to find a place to live. as usual, nothing has worked out. just for once, i'd like to have some sort of fucking luck, other than the really, really BAD kind.
*am going to bash head against wall now, as it seems like a course of action as helpful as any other at this point*