Random Behaviour
Still no place to call my own. Did make it to the financial office and picked up the paper for OSAP but they were to mail it to Thunder Bay and they did not.
As I was saying before. The weather here has been bad. Thunder showers and lightning. One peal of thunder set off all the cars in the neighbourhood.
I did not make it into the 2nd realtors place even though he did call and made the second and third effort to call. By the end of the day, I just wanted to sit back and relax and not stress out too much.
I am hoping that something happens before I leave on Weds but it looks like I will have to depend on my friends to square away a place for me. I will be able to get my financial information from my aunt and uncle and that should be a big hump. I just hope it all works out. I've been told there are a number of places in the Upper East Side and that is the side I feel I will enjoy most. In my head (I call it Angus-World) I am already picturing what it will look like with my furniture and my pictures facing the West and sipping a pina colada. Now if only the real world can even meet half my expectations, I think I will be ecstatic.
I am looking forward to going back home. It is with the realization that I will only be there for a few more months. Can you believe that? The past 2 months have been a series of great emotional turmoil. Getting accepted. Wondering how to pay? Misreading some critical information. Lost paperwork. Loans approved. Searching for grad Assistant-ships. Not finding any. Thinking about the ease in which finding a place would be. Finding it is insane.
I know I will not be saying goodbye to Toronto because since it is only an hour away and about 400$ to fly, I can be back there anytime. Though I doubt I will go back frequently in the first year. It is not like when I left for Japan. It was almost under cover of the night. It was 'The Great Escape' but this time I hope to have a better opportunity to say farewell to some friends. But as you know, it really depends on my mood. Little things can set me off and I stay miffed for a long time. So I am planning a little party but I have a strange feeling I may have to rush back to NYC to complete the rental agreement.
As I was saying before. The weather here has been bad. Thunder showers and lightning. One peal of thunder set off all the cars in the neighbourhood.
I did not make it into the 2nd realtors place even though he did call and made the second and third effort to call. By the end of the day, I just wanted to sit back and relax and not stress out too much.
I am hoping that something happens before I leave on Weds but it looks like I will have to depend on my friends to square away a place for me. I will be able to get my financial information from my aunt and uncle and that should be a big hump. I just hope it all works out. I've been told there are a number of places in the Upper East Side and that is the side I feel I will enjoy most. In my head (I call it Angus-World) I am already picturing what it will look like with my furniture and my pictures facing the West and sipping a pina colada. Now if only the real world can even meet half my expectations, I think I will be ecstatic.
I am looking forward to going back home. It is with the realization that I will only be there for a few more months. Can you believe that? The past 2 months have been a series of great emotional turmoil. Getting accepted. Wondering how to pay? Misreading some critical information. Lost paperwork. Loans approved. Searching for grad Assistant-ships. Not finding any. Thinking about the ease in which finding a place would be. Finding it is insane.
I know I will not be saying goodbye to Toronto because since it is only an hour away and about 400$ to fly, I can be back there anytime. Though I doubt I will go back frequently in the first year. It is not like when I left for Japan. It was almost under cover of the night. It was 'The Great Escape' but this time I hope to have a better opportunity to say farewell to some friends. But as you know, it really depends on my mood. Little things can set me off and I stay miffed for a long time. So I am planning a little party but I have a strange feeling I may have to rush back to NYC to complete the rental agreement.