I am free, and I am proud
A page in the diary "A Day in the Life Of..."
Written by babz 19. Jun 2008 11:17 PM
As of 3:42pm this afternoon I am a free woman, at least for the semester, and it is with great pleasure that "The Globalization of World Politics" has been relegated to my bookshelf. Mainly because it was a really boring book, but also because it pisses me off how they spell globalisation with a 'z' instead of an 's'. Anyway, I now have officially completed four credit points of my degree - that's an equivalent of one semester. It's only taken me 2.5 years, but I'm stupidly, insanely, joyously proud nonetheless. I'm looking forward to next semester, though I'll see if I'm still saying that when I find out the workload
Not only did I manage to complete two subjects at the same time, which I have never done before, I managed to get through an entire semester without putting myself in ICU. Even better, I managed to get through an entire semester, with good marks, without ending up in hospital at all. That is a first, and again, I am stupidly, insanely, joyously proud. I was so excited when I finished my exam that I wanted to run down the main road screaming, but my uni is in a valley so either way would be uphill, and well, I was too lazy. The thought was there.
I'm looking forward to having some time to myself. I can finally sort out my house and do all the things I've been meaning to do but haven't because I've had to focus on uni stuff. And now I can focus my attention fully on skating without feeling guilty. State championships are in Melbourne in just over five weeks, then the week after we are heading to regional Victoria for a competition and then two weeks after that it is up to Brisbane for nationals. I'm so excited!!!
I am however a bit nervous about how I am going to go with skating after my surgery - I can imagine it will be just a little bit painful having people grab and pull on my arm when I've got an incision from my wrist to my elbow. But I am excited about the surgery too. I feel that it has come at a very symbolic time especially given how I got through a whole lot of shit to complete this semester without resorting to the ways of the past.
I'm in a positive mood, but then again I am high on endorphins, and I'm so utterly exhausted that everything seems to be funny - even the $500 vet bill for my dog. Maybe the surgery is good in that way too - at least I'll get a guaranteed hour or so of sleep!!