So I am waiting for a bunch of money to arrive.  Again.  I have a little bit, but it feels better when I am not horribly poor.  When my bank account goes under three digits I get super nervous.  Luckily I have a transit pass for the month, and I’m getting my ImagineNATIVE Pass tomorrow.  Whew!  But food things, I gotta figure that out.  I do have meat still, I just need things to eat with it. And tarts. I have two tarts left.

I felt a lot better about school today when I saw where everyone is with their projects and stuff.  And hearing what we have to do for our other classes.  It’s starting to make more sense.  I figured out how to incorporate my major project into my other classes, which we are supposed to do. So that’s good.  Six weeks are left!  Yikes!  Already halfway through the semester!  I heard the second semester is better, less readings more doings.  Which is good.

The neighbors have been hammering the wall a lot lately.  Like, during work hours.  But why? I can’t think of why they would have to do so much hammering!  It’s been going on for a few days.  And scraping.

I’m sleepy.  No class tomorrow! 😀 YAY!

You are probably sick of hearing about student loans, and more interested in hearing how Grad School is going.  Well . . . it’s stressful, is the short answer.  The long answer is I’ve been disabled and out of work and on disability for a few years and I am still getting used to the pace of this thing and I really don’t know what I am doing but I do know I am passing everything according to the graduate level standard of “Nothing below a B-“.  I’m torn between wanting things to go back to the way they were before; having totally free days to practice my art; but also I know there ARE things I am getting out of this time in school.  For instance one class, our Media Production Lab, is focused on individually directed learning through workshops and I’ve learned a lot of new skills in production and post production already in this short time.  Like Adobe After Effects, which I can already tell is gonna open up my skillset to a new level.  On the other hand, classes with really dense readings are wearing me down.  And I like writing, I write in this blog all the time, I write scripts and stuff, but I don’t really like doing academic writing.  And in the next six weeks I’m gonna have to do a bunch of it, AND make it graduate level writing.

A while back a friend started his undergrad and asked for advice because he’s got a disability, and I said go to the disability office and ask about accommodations.  Which was easy for me to say, but personally I have not made it down to the disability office.  And I really should, just to see what I can access and if there is any help for me that would be useful.  For instance, a counselor might be nice, because there are things I think that I don’t tell people.  Nothing evil, just general imposter syndrome feelings.  And getting up early is hard.  I’m trying to figure out a fool proof way to wake up and get to class on time.  Lucky for me there are only two days that start at 9am.

Having my dogs with me is helping a lot.  I’m pretty much constantly taking pictures of them and posting them on Instagram, and Posey is my lock screen picture, and they are super cuddly of me and when I come home they cry and snuggle and Little Mister will nuzzle my arm to make me hold him and pet him.  So for emotional support that is pretty awesome.  Also I do have some friends here who I have known for a while, and that helps.

I found a doctor through a Doctors Seeking Patients website, so I am feeling a little more secure.  I still need to get a new drivers license, health card, and a psychiatrist.  And my doctor says she doesn’t prescribe Risperidone which I have learned from experience and my past pdoc, Dr. Conacher, that it is a med I require.  If I don’t have it weird shit starts happening again, like hearing singing in the white noise.  And eventually singing turns to voices straight up trying to tell me shit and that is really annoying.  I mean, they do say things in context of what is going on, but it’s distracting and kinda freaky and if you talk back to them people around you can get really worried.  And it’s been a nice long time, years, since my last BIG manic episode happened and I’d like to keep from going nuts in another city.  ANYWAY my point is simply that I need a psychiatrist, but first I need an Ontario healthcard.

The funny thing is that the struggle with student loans sort of distracted me from my real feelings about school. But now the struggle is over.  And I’ve realized I am totally in this new struggle of being a student.  I’m poor, I have homework all the time, I’m expected to contribute to class discussions (something I’m not the greatest at), and I have to do this major project.  It’s a lot to think about.  BUT I also know I won’t quit school, because of several reasons, a few of which are:

1. I want to get used to doing stuff besides just my art.

2. I want to get a job with my new skills.

3. My Grandma gave me her Personal Credits from her Residential School Settlement and I am not gonna waste them by getting them then quitting!

4. I got a $5000 fellowship to come here and I am not gonna waste that either!

5. This is a really good time for me to live in Toronto and get used to it and connected to people and adjust to where I hope to live for a while.

6. Actually I can’t think of a sixth thing besides I am super stubborn and not willing to give up.

OH! 7. It is only 12 months of my life, and I hear the second semester is a lot more fun!

So that is my short and long answer to how grad school is going.  This next week is gonna be super busy, and ImagineNative is happening, so that will be fun.  I hope to see lots of people I know.  I’m back to not having much money, but I did get the essentials like toilet paper, paper towels, dog food, and toothpaste.  And some food.  Tomorrow I am going to Canada’s Wonderland after class.  Hopefully it will be Wonderful.  I’m still squeezing fun into my life!

So things are starting to look up.  I got some money gifted to me from a relative who has been helping out.  AND I called the Student Loans people and they say I have been approved!  Something is coming in the mail and I fill it out and return it and get some cash!  Whew!  Thank god for that, it was getting desperate!  It was such a long hard struggle to get the restriction taken off.  I was ready to give up so many times!  If it hadn’t been for my friend Margaret lending me money to pay off the interest and two monthly payments I would have been screwed!

And the funny thing is that I got a notice recently that suggests they may have decided to forgive the rest of my loan!  I’m not sure, but I got something that said my remaining balance was 0.00.  So maybe??

I’m in contact with the admin person of my department about my Residential School Personal Credits form, because I took it to the Fees department and they didn’t want to fill it out, and then she asked if Financial Aid would do it and they said Fees should do it and now Fees wants to look at the form and for god’s sakes it isn’t that difficult!  All they have to do is provide a contact person, an address, and say who the cheque for tuition should be made out to.  So it is frustrating me!  And I know there have to be other Indigenous students using Personal Credits for school at Ryerson, it can’t just be me! Anyway, blahhhhhhhh!  Grump grump grump.  Also there is a time limit for getting the damned thing in, it’s not until December 1st, but still that is coming up!

What else?  I had a really nice day with my friend Louis today, he cooked a chicken and a pie and made mashed yams and potatoes.  It was super nice.  And then I had to come back home for the pups.

The pups and I have gone on two long walks today.  It’s good because it’s tiring them out so they don’t get all antsy.  Posey was making me sleepy after the last walk because she was laying against my leg and warming me up and I just wanted to lay down and snooze for a while.  But I didn’t.

Yesterday when we walked by these teenagers one of them started talking to Posey about how cute she was and Posey started barking at her so the girl barked back!  Then tonight we walked by a repair guy and Posey barked at him and he threatened her with a hot dog bun!  I guess pups get away with being ornery when they are small and adorable!  Posey’s not really ornery though, she just likes to be in control.  Which is kind of funny/bad for someone so small!

Update: We went for the last walk of the night and Posey barked at a lady chatting on the street with her friend and the lady screamed!  So even though she is small, she is still intimidating with that barky face.  I told Posey to knock it off.  But she just likes barking at people.  Not everyone.  Just one person out of many that we pass on any one walk.  What a weirdo.

This cheque is still taking a long time in coming!  And it was sent in the last week of September, so I am worried it got stolen or something.  There is something fishy about it!  It was a big cheque too, so yikes! 🙁  If it doesn’t come tomorrow I am gonna send a message to the person who sent it and see if she can cut another cheque and cancel this one.  But it would be another week to get it in the mail, which really sucks.

I am gonna call Student Loans tomorrow and see what the verdict is on my assessment.  I hope and pray they give me another loan!  I could really use some quasi support in going to school!  I have 8000 of my 10,000 tuition accounted for with my fellowship and personal credits, I just need living allowance and the other 2000 of tuition.  And school supplies.  And some money to fly home for Christmas, which they are supposed to give me because I’m outside my original province.  Sigh.  I can’t believe this money thing has taken so long!

I won some money!  I won Audience Choice Award for Just Dandy at Reel Pride Winnipeg!  🙂  I’m pretty excited about that!  But again, it’s gonna come in the mail and I don’t know how long it will take.  Poop.

MONEY SUCKS!  Only when you don’t have it.  The lack of money sucks!  Blah!  🙁  And I still need a roommate!

My phone’s internet capabilities crapped out today, and I got worried I was getting cut off by my provider because I’m not able to pay yet, but I did a network settings reset and it was fine.

I’m low on toilet paper, paper towels, tooth paste, and my laundry needs doing, and I have literally three dollars and a lot of silver change.  It’s not gonna cut it!  I hate being poor.  I’m down to my Pilsbury Doughboy undies and that means the very end of clean undies, Saturday I will be going commando or rewearing dirty underwears.  Oh gawd!  This reminds me of my life in Vancouver as a poor student.  At least this time I am sober and don’t smoke!  Cause addictions are really expensive to maintain, and they take up a lot of money that would be more useful if spent on toilet paper, paper towels, tooth paste, and laundry money.  My needs are so basic!

Anyway, I’m really tired and it’s almost 3am.  So I should go to sleep before my sleep gets all messed up again!

It’s been a while since I wrote!  So an update on Student Loans.  The restriction is officially taken off! 😀  Tomorrow Saskatchewan Student Loans will get notice that it’s off and then they will start the loan process assessment again.  They said I could call on Friday to find out how it is going, but they should be able to get it done this week!  And then I guess some mailing goes on because I have to get them bank info so that I can get paid.  I really hope that’s the end of this terrible saga and I can get money to live and pay for school!  YIKES!

I went to some folks place for Thanksgiving last night, it was really nice.

I’m still looking for a roommate, so if you hear of anyone looking let me know!  I really need a person to live with me.

I had bacon today which made me happy.

School has been a lot of work but this week is reading week so I am hoping to get caught up on some things!

I have an artist talk on Wednesday at OCAD! 🙂

I’ve disabled my OKC profile because it wasn’t doing me any good.  I didn’t like any of the people who messaged me on there and I didn’t know how to tell if anyone was appealling just based on a few pictures and some profile answers.  So now I am gonna meet people through other people I guess.

I’m still very hopeful that one day I will win the lottery.  I say this just because I started buying tickets again after abstaining from tickets for a month or so.

Little Mister and Posey are doing well.  Posey really likes going for walks.   And shredding things, kleenexes, pompoms, ice cream wrappers, etc.

I was sick for over a week.  It was gross.  My nose is still producing more mucus than normal, but it’s way better than it was.  My friend Robin called me on day 2 of my cold when my voice was terrible and croaky!  She asked some questions to make sure it was me talking and not some imposter!

I saw half a cigarette on the ground today and was tempted to pick it up and smoke it, but I  valiantly resisted!  No smoking for me!  December 2nd will be two years without a smoke!

What else?  Aw, nothing.  I’m home and poor and bored.  It’s Thanksgiving monday so not a lot is going on, and no mail.  I am waiting for a cheque, but it’s taking a long time!

So today I got a message back from this Co-op I applied to and did an interview with and I am now on the waiting list! 😀  It could be six months, it could be a year, but they have high turnover of the one bedrooms, so hopefully I will hear back in a short while.  I’m pretty happy about that, it’s a pretty co-op, and it’s 100 years old, so it has that character thing I’ve always liked.

Posey and Little Mister met their dog sitter tonight.  Posey was barky, but Little Mister was friendly and interested in her.  So I hope it goes well.  It’s for only one night, so I am hoping they do okay.  And if not, then it is only one night and I will know for next time to do something different.

Tomorrow is my performance in London.  I went down to Union Station to buy a train ticket, it was twice as much as it was online, because of a service charge that equals the amount of the ticket.  Pbbt!  But it will get me there and back in the right amount of time.  I got all lost when I was looking for Via Rail AND the TD Canada ATM.  Union Station is very busy.

I was gonna buy a printer/scanner tonight too, but obviously that isn’t gonna happen.  Sooooo, maybe the media place tomorrow will let me scan this book?  Not even a whole book, just a chapter, or part of a chapter.  I have to do my seminar on Thursday this next week, so I am gonna try and find something good about spectatorship.

Posey has a new collar.  Her other one was so loose I was worried she could slip it, and it couldn’t tighten any more.  So now she has one that can go way smaller, and it has a reflective stripe on it.  Little Pose!

POSE!~ 🙂  I wish she wouldn’t be so suspicious of new people.  I hope she grows out of it.  Little Mister doesn’t care, if only she could follow his example.  She’s such a sweetheart otherwise.  I hope she is totally different while I am away and doesn’t mind the dog sitter.

In Student Loans news, the letter still hasn’t arrived.  So maybe Monday?  I hope so!  I’m really itching to get this figured out.

The movers turned out to be pretty good.  They accepted the cheque for the lower amount, got almost all my stuff in (there is a box of paper that went missing in transit), and worked fast and professionally.  There was only one smashed knob on my dresser, and everything else appears to be in good shape.  One box nearly fell apart at the last second, but aside from that things were fine.

Student Loans FINALLY accepted the money on Monday and sent out a letter that day saying I could now contact National Student Loans and arrange a repayment schedule, and THEN I can start my new loan process again.  So I am going to do that.  The letter is going to my Mom’s house, because I haven’t updated my address yet, but I will.  And she can scan it and email it to me.  It’s gonna happen!  I just gotta hang on!

Aside from that, I am doing school work, looking for a roommate, and getting ready for a performance this weekend in London.  Ontario.  I have to get back to reading this thing and also doing a one paragraph artist statement and a one sentence artist statement for tomorrow.  A show is opening in Saskatoon that is screening a video of mine, which is sweet.  Another artist fee!

Um, what else?  I’m not sure, I should go finish my reading though.  My dogs are wrestling next to me.  They are pretty cute.  They are both upside-down slapping eachother with their paws.  Yesterday I ate four cupcakes.  But I’m diabetic, so I didn’t eat cupcakes at all today and probably won’t for a while.  I just really needed cupcakes.  You must understand!

So two things are happening.  One is that the 164 I had to pay AGAIN went AGAIN to EI.  And Canada Student Loans refuses to take off the restriction until the money is officially transferred.  Even though they can SEE it in my account. So the CRA guy was checking every two hours to see if it transferred yet, and he will check again on Monday.  Sheesh!

Then I had some troubles with movers.  The company moving me, Vega Line Movers, is charging me one number, and every time dispatch contacts me, which is another company, they quote about 150% the original price.  So I’ve been contacting Vega Line again, and again they gave me the lower quote.  The other company doing the dispatch is a totally different company, Troy Transportation.  Anyway, I think they are trying to commit fraud and hold my stuff hostage until I pay them a whole bunch of money.  So I called the Fraud Squad, but it was 5pm when I called and they close at 4pm on Fridays.  So if something happens tomorrow when my stuff comes, I’m gonna have to call the police and find my division and see what they can do legally.  I’ve got the contract in writing and I’ve got another recent email, and both of them are the lower price which I am able to afford.  So I can at least show that to the delivery guys tomorrow, who I am almost sure are going to try and charge me more money, again.  Mom and I watched an episode of Marketplace about crooked Toronto moving companies, and it looks like this is one of those situations.  I just checked the reviews for Troy ( because Vega Line got good reviews) and all of them suck.  A lot of comments about broken items and them trying to overcharge people by hundreds to thousands of dollars.  Also late deliveries, things not showing up at all, UGH!  I am gonna write to Vega when I am done with this move and tell them if they value their reputation they should find another company to subcontract out to.

So I am pretty nervous.  I have a certified cheque for the lower amount, but I am pretty sure they are gonna try and screw me over and get more money.  BUT I HAVE NO MORE MONEY!  And if I put it off for longer, they are gonna start charging me for storage.  So, fuck.  Sigh.  I’m gonna have to be tough.  And not let them fraudulently charge for things I’m not supposed to have to pay for.  My friend Louis is coming over tomorrow morning when they deliver, to look tough.  So I hope that works.  And I hope all my stuff arrives undamaged.  Once I got Two Small Men With Big Hearts to move me and they lost my dog’s ashes and this blanket my Grandma crocheted for me.  Two Assholes with No Hearts!  If I ever have a good moving company I will be sure to tell everyone.  But so far it hasn’t happened.

OH! But Canpar is good, if you are just moving boxes of stuff.  Really reliable.  Handy, that!

I’ve moved into my new apartment!  It’s a basement suite, kinda far from Ryerson but I can get there on one bus and one subway ride, so it’s not so bad.  The dogs love it!  They are so happy! They have been settling in, at first they were hypervigillant about noises from the upstairs folks, but now they have gotten used to the usual bangs and stuff from walking and chairs rolling around.  I even left them alone today for a more extended period, first when I went to school for six hours, then when I went out for dinner!  When I got home they were super happy to see me, and after being covered in dog kisses they started playing with each other, wrestling, doing that weird dachshund fencing thing where they hold their mouths open and try to bite each other, and then they did their favorite thing, chasing!  Little Mister and Posey chased each other around and around.  They haven’t been able to do that for a while because the other dogs we stayed with found it suspicious.

School is alright.  I am getting used to it.  EI transferred almost all of my money to student loans, but kept the 164 I owed them, so I had to make ANOTHER payment of 164 to student loans, and today I called to see if it went through but I didn’t get in contact with the guy helping me.  Tomorrow I will ask.  Then HOPEFULLY they will remove the restriction and I can get a student loan!  FUCK this is taking so long!

Also I had some troubles with my movers, BUT I think it has been worked out, I just have to call them tomorrow and get them to come on Saturday.  I’ve been sleeping on an air mattress and I really miss my bed and all my junk.  Like diaries and books and stuff.

My fellowship payment went through, so now I owe less than half of my tuition and fees for this semester.  Which is good, and bad, because I still don’t know about my loan.  I really hope once the restriction is lifted that my loan goes through fast, because things are getting pretty lean!

What else?  Ah, it’s Thursday tomorrow, my last day of school before the weekend.  Whew!  Week three nearly finished!

Well, I should sleep I guess.  I’m not tired, but I did take my meds.  Night meds.  I ate a banana too, I don’t know if that will help but it couldn’t hurt!  I need to do some cleaning when I get home tomorrow!

So I called CRA on Tuesday and they informed me that my payment DID go through, but it went to EI.  I owed EI between 100-200 dollars, so I don’t know WHY they took my entire $1042.  They had no right to, I didn’t owe them nearly that much.  I had to call EI and ask them to transfer it to student loans.  They told me it would take up to 45 days to transfer it. FUCK!  Then I called student loans and they could see that I had paid 1042 dollars, and they knew it was getting transferred, but they couldn’t rehabilitate my loan or lift the restriction until it is actually transfered and in their account.  So then I called CRA and cried and now I am supposed to call this guy on his direct line on Monday and he’s going to try and hurry up this transfer.  So he will give me good or bad news.  Sigh.

And then, AND THEN I called my movers to find out how much I owe and they gave me this insanely high number.  And I practically died inside and was like “I’m never getting my stuff!” Cue tears.  So then I called around today and a relative is loaning me some money to pay them.  I do have SOME money for them, but not enough.  And I also sent them a request for a breakdown of how much I owe and why, and they gave me another quote that was about $600 less than I had been told before.  So that seemed more sensible.  I was really upset for a while though.  And I changed when they would bring my stuff to Thursday.  But then my relative called me again and said the bank transfer of their money would take until Thursday or Friday, so I may have to call AGAIN and get the delivery date  changed again because they won’t drop it off until I can hand over a certified cheque, money order, or cash.  It’s all incredibly frustrating.

Someone is lending me a bin of house things while I basically camp out in my suite until my stuff arrives.  It’s reminding me of what life was like when I moved to Vancouver as a teenager, or Montreal as a beginning-to-go-insane 20 something.  When I am in my 40’s and moving to LA to get my big break in show business, I will probably wind up in a bare apartment with an air mattress, old sheets, and a pot of ramen noodles yet again.  Nah, I won’t move to the States.  But it’s just a really weird thing that happens to me a lot.

My friend Louis was like “Oh, I hope your suite isn’t haunted.”  And I was like “Ah, I think ghosts follow me anyway so it probably will be.”

It’s been an incredibly stressful week, and I STILL didn’t miss a single class, not even the one that had a very dense article we had to read full of big unpleasant academic language. So that was good.  I handed in my homework on time.  So far no prof has told me I suck, so that’s a good sign I guess.  I didn’t do any school stuff today, just worked out my moving issues and then hung out with Louis and then came home to pups!  I left Posey for literally six hours and she acted like I had been gone ALL DAY!  She gave me kisses for about an hour and cleaned my ear and ran around my shoulders.  Little Mister also snuggled, but he’s a pretty independent guy so he wasn’t as needy as little girl pup.

And just before I wrote this they told me in their doggy way that they were ready for bed, so here we are.  Tomorrow I have an appointment for an interview with a Co-op Housing place, so I am gonna go do that and then maybe see my friend again.  It’s close to where he lives, so it would be nice if I got into it, although I know it’s probably gonna be a waiting list situation for a year or more.

I’m sleepy.  My night meds are kicking in.  Posey is all cuddled up under the covers.  I haven’t had to call a suicide crisis line so far, which I think is pretty good!  It’s been a really stressful couple of months.  I think and hope that things will change pretty quick, but it’s really unknown.

And through all of this my Grandma is still having a hard time, and I am far away, and somehow I have to have some extra money in case I need to go home because of an emergency.  Not for good, just for a little bit.  Whew.

I figured out something I am going to add for my performance in London Ontario.