Today at 4:45am when I was fighting the urge to go back to sleep for another five hours, it hit me that I will only need to wake up early like that for work one more time over the next week, before I join the 8-5 world. It makes me so happy and sad at all the same time!
This weekend is kind of wierd for me. Several weeks ago, I looked forward to this weekend, thinking a certain situation would be magically fixed around today or tomorrow. Due to a humongous turn of events, this is not at all something that will be happening.
It is still a big weekend though. Tomorrow I have my first of a series of introductory activities at UCLA. I am meeting a possible roommate, and if we have enough time to go over to the apartment and everything seems right, I may be signing my name to a lease for an apartment in Los Angeles for next year. I still cannot believe this is happening, it is so surreal. I also cannot believe that my parents pay a couple hundred dollars less for a pretty big house than a small 2 bedroom/2bathroom apartment in Westwood will cost. This had better be worth it!
In addition to the UCLA stuff, I have a bridal shower, two evenings of work, three essays, and a couple of finals to study for by Monday. Fun stuff! And then another essay due on thursday. I just finished my last week of classes ever at LBCC. I had another instructor have me submit an essay for publication. And in another English course, I got candy and a pencil for perfect attendance; it was cute! It all makes me a little sad to leave that school.
I am generally just kind of sad today, I suppose. However cheesy it sounds, this next week really will be the “ending of an era” for me, and it will be extremely difficult to not see my co-workers or the friends who I currently go to school with on such a regular basis. I am so excited for the next phase of my life, but I have loved this past phase, despite all of the craziness that has happened.
It would probably do us all good if I stopped listening to Elliot Smith while I type.
