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Ari will be here in 40 days. That's less than 6 weeks. I've been waiting for so long to hold him again, see him, talk to him, it seems so surreal that in some tangible amount of time he'll actually be here. It's amazing.
My friends here are starting to talk about other things happening in the coming weeks. People are going home as soon as 3 weeks from now. That's just crazy to me. I can't even fathom it. I've lived here but I'm trying to experience it slowly and if I left now, there's so much I'd miss (in both senses of the word). It almost feels as if it's taken me this long to finally feel comfortable here, and now it feels like a second home, and leaving seems so alien. I realize I still have almost 11 weeks here, but still, when others go it's enough to throw you, or me at least.
I really wish this placer were closer to home, it just feels right being here. And for all the times I doubted my decision, wished I hadn't intentionally left my boyfriend and friends and family and country and food and car and everything I'd grown up knowing, I know that this was the right decision for me. I know that Ari is the one for me and that I can survive being on my own, make friends in my own context, adapt to a whole new culture, kick a footy. And I can take that home with me, that quite assurance that I can function independently and that I am choosing to be a part of the relationships and communities that I participate in. Thanks baby, for this opportunity, it's only made us stronger.
Yes, I am very stressed right now. Yes, the only productive thing I did today was play in a dodgeball tourney and write this very long
Finish surf paper and hand it in
Decide on a topic for Oz Now and email Gareth
Oz Now paper outline
Write Oz Now paper
study for Cog Psych
clean desk
clean floor by bed
clean floor by door
clean vanity
apply for Lindenmere job
schedule GRE exam
email for course approval for math
email for course approval for Oz Now
email for course approval for Sport in Oz
email for course approval for Cog Psych
do laundry
research grad programs
email programs for more info
meet with cog psych prof for grad school advice
make a list of schools to apply in order of application deadline
study for GRE
start assembling grad school app materials
outline statements of purpose
ask for recommentdations
write statements of purpose
assemble and mail applications
write Liz
write Anna
write Donia
buy popcorn and ramen and shaving cream and a phone card
buy/make an anniversary gift for my parents and mail them a card But it's time to forgive myself, get over it, find a way to get my shit done and be finished with it for good. Just 3 more weeks, 3 more weeks. Ugh. I can do this. I have to.
I have to be optimistic because I'm out of the luxury of another option. I can do this.
My friends here are starting to talk about other things happening in the coming weeks. People are going home as soon as 3 weeks from now. That's just crazy to me. I can't even fathom it. I've lived here but I'm trying to experience it slowly and if I left now, there's so much I'd miss (in both senses of the word). It almost feels as if it's taken me this long to finally feel comfortable here, and now it feels like a second home, and leaving seems so alien. I realize I still have almost 11 weeks here, but still, when others go it's enough to throw you, or me at least.
I really wish this placer were closer to home, it just feels right being here. And for all the times I doubted my decision, wished I hadn't intentionally left my boyfriend and friends and family and country and food and car and everything I'd grown up knowing, I know that this was the right decision for me. I know that Ari is the one for me and that I can survive being on my own, make friends in my own context, adapt to a whole new culture, kick a footy. And I can take that home with me, that quite assurance that I can function independently and that I am choosing to be a part of the relationships and communities that I participate in. Thanks baby, for this opportunity, it's only made us stronger.
Yes, I am very stressed right now. Yes, the only productive thing I did today was play in a dodgeball tourney and write this very long
Finish surf paper and hand it in
Decide on a topic for Oz Now and email Gareth
Oz Now paper outline
Write Oz Now paper
study for Cog Psych
clean desk
clean floor by bed
clean floor by door
clean vanity
apply for Lindenmere job
schedule GRE exam
email for course approval for math
email for course approval for Oz Now
email for course approval for Sport in Oz
email for course approval for Cog Psych
do laundry
research grad programs
email programs for more info
meet with cog psych prof for grad school advice
make a list of schools to apply in order of application deadline
study for GRE
start assembling grad school app materials
outline statements of purpose
ask for recommentdations
write statements of purpose
assemble and mail applications
write Liz
write Anna
write Donia
buy popcorn and ramen and shaving cream and a phone card
buy/make an anniversary gift for my parents and mail them a card But it's time to forgive myself, get over it, find a way to get my shit done and be finished with it for good. Just 3 more weeks, 3 more weeks. Ugh. I can do this. I have to.
I have to be optimistic because I'm out of the luxury of another option. I can do this.