I contained my vexation and fury until my mother arrived (I have no driver's licence). Then I unleashed them on her. It is only now that I regret doing so: I mean, I did make ~ $45-50 dollars just for attending those two sessions. After Mother had forgiven me, she suggested that I open an account. I agreed. I am uncertain as to whether it will be savings or chequing.
I am sure, though, that I must obtain another job soon, while I am still unenrolled. I have applied to the local hospital, and plan to attend an interview at a nearby Panera eatery less than a dozen days from now. If all goes well, then I might regain my dignity.
In the meantime, I have prepared myself for a hardcore study of the Danish language. (I went to the Harold Washington branch of the Chicago Public Library yesterday, got my very first CPL card, and borrowed the essential materials.) Here is my plan, in Danish:
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I had better stick to it, so this entry shall end here.