Reality has been forced upon me since I landed on Maui
Well, after a too-short, wonderful, dream-fulfilling, illustrious trip to Japan, I am now facing the usual problems that you tend not to think about while enjoying yourself abroad. Namely, the question of tuition. Mercifully, the financial aid this year has been unusually generous, so I only owe the university about $1,000.
But that $1,000 has to come from somewhere, and I racked up quite a bit of debt while in Japan, overly eager to buy gifts, figuring that I would not get another chance like this for quite a long time. But that has left me broke and searching for a job, as a way to pay not only the tuition, but maybe spare some leftovers for a few nice dinners out when James is here. Thankfully, my plane ticket to Missoula has been bought and paid for, whether or not I will come home for winter is ambiguous. If I do get a job, it is likely that I will come home. If I am left jobless, then I will likely spend my Winter in Winnipeg, experiencing the warm and loving embrace of my darling, or using him as a human windshield against the horrifyingly bitter cold I am sure awaits Winnipeg in the winter. I'll be happy either way, but the Winnipeg option warms my heart in a way that Hawaii never could.
If my good fortune never comes, here's to whatever comes! *l'chai-im*
But that $1,000 has to come from somewhere, and I racked up quite a bit of debt while in Japan, overly eager to buy gifts, figuring that I would not get another chance like this for quite a long time. But that has left me broke and searching for a job, as a way to pay not only the tuition, but maybe spare some leftovers for a few nice dinners out when James is here. Thankfully, my plane ticket to Missoula has been bought and paid for, whether or not I will come home for winter is ambiguous. If I do get a job, it is likely that I will come home. If I am left jobless, then I will likely spend my Winter in Winnipeg, experiencing the warm and loving embrace of my darling, or using him as a human windshield against the horrifyingly bitter cold I am sure awaits Winnipeg in the winter. I'll be happy either way, but the Winnipeg option warms my heart in a way that Hawaii never could.
If my good fortune never comes, here's to whatever comes! *l'chai-im*