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It has been a sweet, good day. My oral presentation this afternoon went off very nicely. Although my sponsor couldn't make it (he emailed me to call him in the morning), although I was frightfully nervous, I made it through okay. I dressed up all pretty, practised all last night and this morning (i think i did it naked in front of the mirror after a shower), and it went supremely smoothly. Like buttah. I made some more marble magnets. I saw them first from here and here. I also tried out her surprise ball as a mini birthday present. Perhaps I'll post my collection and comments on here once school is out. School. School school school. We only have tomorrow left. Then three days of finals, and then it is over. We are over. We won't see each other every day, won't play a game of pick-up mahjong, we won't run off after school for ice cream or bubble tea.. we won't even be able to laugh at our classmates. Or be bothered by them. And I'll miss every moment of it. I'm one of those people who secretly loves school. I like the structure, or lack of structure. I like familiarity. Friends. Comraderie. I like the same seat in the same room, 30 hours a week. I like laughing. poking. tapping..sounds. I like predictable traits. It will be hard to let go. Anyways. I arrived early for my presentation, and caught G.nga's sponsor as she came in the door. I *knew* it was the lady that my previous [guest] instructor had referred me to and passed on my resume to. Yahooooo! I didn't want to approach her because of the student she was working with and also the other people in the room, but it so happens that she noticed someone calling me and actually came up to me!! THAT was cool. She was very nice and everything, and also promised to contact me within the week. Keep your fingers crossed for me! So anyways I was just talking to the boy on the phone for a bit and told him about my day and how I was feeling about completing this program. He hit it ON THE NOSE when he said that I would miss the "familiarity, the comraderie," and that "I didn't like the change".. he basically said some other things that sounded like it'd been pulled directly from tonights' entry. So I read him my entry up to the above and started crying again. Yes.... waaaaah. *sniff sniff* It's more like...I mean I *enjoyed* these last two years. I think I could honestly say that these were...the two best years of my life *sniff* hehe...ok so I'm pushing it there. But yeah. *sigh* ..these were two memorable years. It'll be hard to beat them. I have DragonBoat practice tomorrow. Wish me luck. Last week I tried my best to receive the lovely, lovely pain the next morning. That was good. What wasn't good, however, was the pain I felt all weekend and into monday. Yep. I'm a wimp. Pain is weakness leaving the body.
The question isn't how much more can you take. I found that today while looking for images for magnets. It's an ad for the marines. Nice, eh? Anyways I'm going to bed to think about school and probably cry. No I'm not. Maybe I'll just suck my thumb or something. ;p
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