Getting Where I'm Going
Well, Wudi and I got in a very serious fight yesterday, but with much more rewards and much less consequences than anticipated. I think we finally got to the heart(s) of the matter(s), and we've figured out exactly what each of us need to work on. Granted, work is a key element in all of it, but work is not difficult if it produces the result you want, and I know exactly what I want, and everyone knows I do work for what I want, like with school, etc. I think a lot of it centers around the fact that Wudi and I originally built our relationship around the fact that we were best friends, and that's what made us such an excellent couple-- especially because, as best friends, we knew how to communicate, too. But somewhere along the lines I think we sort of lost that, and with it our ability to communicate. And if I believe anything, it's that a relationship without communication can only last so long. Also, though, I think it's because we're right at the two and a half year mark in our relationship. Both from my own personal experience and from testimony from others, this mark is about the worst. Making it past this is crucial. This is the point where we've heard all the stories, we're bored, we want to test boundaries, we are much easier annoyed and fed up with one another at this point. So I think that if we keep trying to work on all of this, even when we initially fail at communicating and at abiding by our agreements, if we still come back to the work and effort to make it, then we will.
In other news, my grandma (on my dad's side) is in the hospital for shortness of breath and extreme anemia. She had to have two blood transfusions and is on oxygen. They know she's bleeding somewhere, but without a scope they'll never know where, and with a scope there's only a possibility they'll find out. My aunt says she's going to be okay, but this has been going on a long time. I'm also worried because she told me she let Grandpa call the ambulance last night because she didn't feel she could walk to the car-- the car is literally about ten feet away from her chair in the TV room, and the hospital is right down the street. I am just so sick of death and hospitals and worrying. I guess this is a point in my life where it is inevitable that I will lose people, but I feel like I've lost so many, so fast, that it's become somewhat inescapable.
I got my grades for last quarter, and they were much better than expected- A-s and a B in the Shakespeare class that she didn't let me write one of the papers when I was sick. I should be able to get at least A- in all my classes this quarter, I think, and I'm excited because my GPA is going to be back in the decent range where I want it to be-- where it has to be for me to get into law school. And I really, really need to start studying for the LSAT and start trying to figure out where I'm going to get the money to apply to law school; that in itself is ridiculously expensive. I have a feeling graduating from college is going to be very, very stressful and scary. Exciting, though, too... god knows I've worked and waited a very long time to get where I'm finally going.
In other news, my grandma (on my dad's side) is in the hospital for shortness of breath and extreme anemia. She had to have two blood transfusions and is on oxygen. They know she's bleeding somewhere, but without a scope they'll never know where, and with a scope there's only a possibility they'll find out. My aunt says she's going to be okay, but this has been going on a long time. I'm also worried because she told me she let Grandpa call the ambulance last night because she didn't feel she could walk to the car-- the car is literally about ten feet away from her chair in the TV room, and the hospital is right down the street. I am just so sick of death and hospitals and worrying. I guess this is a point in my life where it is inevitable that I will lose people, but I feel like I've lost so many, so fast, that it's become somewhat inescapable.
I got my grades for last quarter, and they were much better than expected- A-s and a B in the Shakespeare class that she didn't let me write one of the papers when I was sick. I should be able to get at least A- in all my classes this quarter, I think, and I'm excited because my GPA is going to be back in the decent range where I want it to be-- where it has to be for me to get into law school. And I really, really need to start studying for the LSAT and start trying to figure out where I'm going to get the money to apply to law school; that in itself is ridiculously expensive. I have a feeling graduating from college is going to be very, very stressful and scary. Exciting, though, too... god knows I've worked and waited a very long time to get where I'm finally going.