I was going to say I was glad the Yankees won today, but after reading the rest of this thread, um, I got nothin’.
Im glad that I found an internship that lasts through this summer yet gives me a two week break between it ending and school starting. Hopefully this will be enough time to find a part time job and get my school stuff together, without the mad rush of last year. This job also gives me enough money that besides a small part time job, I am not required to work during the school year or winter break.
Im glad of my wonderful boyfriend, who acts as a steadying point in my life. He helped me stay sane last semester when I had paper after paper to write, through my speeding ticket right after bombing a paper, and through my first year in college. I am also glad of the fact that he loves me just as much as I love him, and we both appreciate each other rather than take advantage of each other as per many of the relationships we’ve seen bloom and crash this year.
Im so glad my first year of college is over. I survived the honors college weeder english course, I survived accidentally enrolling in the pre-med weeder course (AND pulled a B!), and I think I pulled my gpa up high enough to keep my scholarship. Now, if my was-to-be apartment mate hadn’t snagged an RA position, then everything would have been working out splendedly.
I’m glad I started talking with an old friend again. I missed him.
My last two exams are tomorrow and Tuesday. Thank God. Longest. Three. Weeks. Ever.
I get to go shopping today, to pick up things I need for my trip to Cuba next week! I am going with my best friend and we will have a blast! I feel a little sad that my husband isn’t coming, but he needs to have some alone time to finish his Master’s thesis, which is why we decided to take a trip in the first place, to get me out of his way. So another plus side, he will be done his thesis!
Friday is my last day at work. The past 6 months has been incredibly difficult and depressing for me, and a large part of that was the crap I had to deal with at work. It was a long commute, and an increasingly dissatisfying job with nothing to look forward to. So I’m very excited to finally be coming to an end!
Once I get back from Cuba, I will begin apartment hunting in Montreal! My husband and I are originally from Sherbrooke, and we can’t wait to get back to Québec after 6 years in Ontario. I’m confident that we will be able to get good jobs fairly quickly, and life will be better for us. We have enough savings to take our time with this and really set up a situation for us that WORKS, rather than this desperately created job-apartment-routine we ended up with here.
I’m happy because the things that will make me happy are finally happening.
Oh, and the cat is cute! Meow, she says, as she walks into the room!