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It's been a week since I've arrived back in Montreal, and surprisingly, things are going great. Catching up on school wasn't so hard. There was a lotta lotta work, but I had great people behind me helping me every step of the way. This semester is going to be a bitch and I've already heard talks from some classmates in my program of dropping out. Like I've said before, if I were to quit, this year would be it. I don't see it happening though. For one, I'm not a quitter and two, the work looks hard, but oddly exciting? Maybe I am going to cut it as an engineer afterall.
Missing Jamie has scaled down in magnitude to almost nothing -- which I'm not sure is a good thing or not. He's getting better. We don't talk as often as we should, or even as often as last year when we were apart. I feel fine about it. I don't know what's different. Usually I don't deal with being away from him very well, but I feel great... even better than that, I feel happy. Maybe it's because he's going to be here in two weeks and I have nothing to worry about.
Life is okay right now.
Missing Jamie has scaled down in magnitude to almost nothing -- which I'm not sure is a good thing or not. He's getting better. We don't talk as often as we should, or even as often as last year when we were apart. I feel fine about it. I don't know what's different. Usually I don't deal with being away from him very well, but I feel great... even better than that, I feel happy. Maybe it's because he's going to be here in two weeks and I have nothing to worry about.
Life is okay right now.