3 more days!
Not counting today, there’s only three days until James gets here! I know; it’s weird and slightly deranged (sort of) blogging my countdown, but I don’t care because I’m excited. Why am I excited? Because I get to see my boyfriend after being apart from him for 5 months! That’s almost half a year; and in that time many things happened that wouldn’t have only delayed our reunion, but may have made our relationship cease to exist altogether. I say this to myself every time, but I’m going to say it again – until it finally happens the way I want it to. I’m going to try my best not to ruin the time we have together. I think I’m the instigator of many of our fights and arguments, although not always without cause. I have no excuse now because I shouldn’t have any insecurities about his ex-girlfriend or the fact that we must be apart for so long. He’s coming here to live with me, for the present, and he’s put up with and done so many things for me that I know he hasn’t done for anyone else, including her. I should be grateful, and I am, that there is someone who loves me that much and they just happen to be the person I love very much also. It sounds corny doesn’t it? But things always sound corny to people who, as yet, don’t know what it’s like. Or the jaded. Whichever.
-Amyelia
Ready and waiting.
Finally, I have no need to step foot inside Boxhill Institute of TAFE until next semester! Today, I was able to enrol into my Diploma – without any drama. I am anxious to know whether I’ve passed all the subjects from Certificate IV but so far I only know three of my final marks, out of ten subjects. They are 84, 85 and 90. Two credits and a distinction isn’t bad, for now. I wasn’t really aiming all that high, but whenever I see the mark awarded to me I always wish it were higher, even if I was only expecting to barely pass. I’m strange like that.
So, what’s on the agenda now? Well, I guess it’s just counting down the days until James gets here. Only six more now. Then we’ll figure out what we’re going to be doing with our time together. I know what I want to be doing a lot of, to start. Honestly, I really hope the long-distance relationship is coming to an end. I know it’s doable, but I think there comes a point where you need a bit of stability in the form of close physical presence and no limit to the time you will be in the same vicinity. I need that. So very, very much.
-Amyelia
7 days to go
Could the ceaseless drama please just…cease?! Today, on my way to school, I got a flat. No, not just a flat - my tire got completely and utterly annihiliated. It was flat to the point of being irreparable. I was stranded for at least an hour before my brother and sister finally came to help me changeover to my spare. I had to go to the tyre shop and get a new tire to replace the busted one right away – yes, I am paranoid and I want to make sure that tomorrow, when I go to school to enrol, everything runs smoothly. Enrollment is only between 9 and 11 in the morning for some reason. So I had to fork out about $80 for the tire, which I can’t really afford on my non-existent salary so I hope my Dad will at least reimburse me some of the cash. I also found out the tires that are currently on my car are too big for it. I don’t know if that had anything to do with my latest dilemma, but it causes other kinds of worrying things. Such as the treading being worn out sooner and my actual speed having discrepancies with my speedometer. Not to sound ungrateful, but my Dad should have just bought me a new car. The amount of things that are SUDDENLY going wrong with this one is annoying the fuck out of me. I’m pretty sure that in no time the repairs will cost more than the car actually did. I know – spoiled brat. What the fuck ever. I still have to deal with all these issues myself since my Dad always makes himself conveniently absent all the time.
Anyway, that’s all for today. Please God, no more!
Only 7 days left! Exciting times.
-Amyelia
8 more days
Okay, so I was wrong. The other day when I said there was only 8 days left until James is here, I really should have said it was 9…or was it 10? I can’t even remember. But TODAY it is officially 8 days until James arrives in Melbourne. He’s in Singapore now, so there’s no proper way for me to converse with him. He sent me a few mobile messages to let me know that he arrived safely and that he can’t talk to me on MSN because of circumstances. I’m used to being able to hear his voice everyday, if only through Skype, so I’m a little bit sad that I won’t be able to for another 8 days. I’m just trying to focus on the fact that he is actually going to be physically here after those 8 days are up so I shouldn’t be feeling sad just because I can’t hear his voice now. I was going through this kind of pathetic depression last night because I hadn’t talked to him all day, and I basically worried myself sick over him until I finally got the all-clear message. I guess it’s true what some, mostly stupid, people say. I am lovesick.
-Amyelia
Cold, oh so cold.
I got exactly NOTHING done today. I woke up at 4pm this afternoon and haven’t done anything since then – besides going out to get food for dinner and then to the service station to get my tires aired and fill up on petrol. This winter has been the worst I’ve ever experienced in Melbourne. It is almost comparably cold to the winter I spent in Vancouver during December 2006/January 2007, and I think that’s saying something. On the television they’re going to great lengths trying to explain how global warming has had a great impact on our changing weather, and I absolutely agree. Summer is exceedingly hot and winter is producing below-freezing temperatures – not something common in a relatively temperate part of Australia. Melbourne used to be the city of four-seasons-in-a-day and now it’s staying at either extreme. The extreme cold is quite the motivation-killer; when your fingers are so numb and cold that you can barely move them, you’d feel like just staying under the covers all day too! I really hope there’s a little bit of relief in the form of warmth soon - more sun, less wind, less cloud cover…anything. At least I have the prospect of having someone to keep me warm to look forward to. Very soon now!
-Amyelia
Fin.
I am finally finished; everything on my list has been crossed out. Now I am free until I have to begin my Diploma, which I have a feeling is going to be a little more ball-breaking than this semester has been. Hopefully, the teachers I’ll have next time around will be more organised and actually give you a little bit more guidance when setting assessments. Completing the certificate has been a nightmare; mostly because we’ve received nothing so much as a vague outline of what is expected of us and how we should go about doing it. I know – we should learn to think for ourselves. But it is an educational institution, and we are there to LEARN so next time we can gauge the correct method of going about things. Therefore, TEACH us!
In other news, James is leaving England for Singapore tonight and it’s only eight days until he’s finally here! I am more excited than words can express. But I have so many things to do before he gets here – well, I have a lot of CLEANING to do, anyway. I really shouldn’t let my room get into the state it’s in now all the time. It makes it really hard to tidy up later. But school, and bad sleeping patterns and probably general laziness find me not caring most of the time. Ah well. Story of my life.
-Amyelia
It’s almost over…
The end is so near, I can taste it. Only the report to hand in and the OHS test to get through (and pass) and I will be free for almost a month. I will also be free to dream and count down the days, hours and minutes until James is finally in front of me! It will be so good to get to hug and kiss him again; I’ve missed that more than anything. Although of course I miss other more naughty things we get up to…
The yucky thing is that I still have to attend one class on Monday. I’m not sure why, but if it’s to ensure I pass the subject then I guess I have to bite the bullet. I need to remember that I have to be at school between 9 and 11am on Tuesday morning to enrol into my Diploma. I should really study now. Wouldn’t want to fail a test that is, in all probability, piss easy just because I didn’t bother at least scanning through my notes.
-Amyelia
But you gotta have friends…not
It is exactly two weeks until James arrives in Melbourne. It’s almost too much to bear having to go through another fourteen days of waiting, even though I’ve had enough practice for the last five months! There’s only three more days of school, and assessments, to get through and I’m done with BHIT for the semester. Except, of course, that I must go back next Tuesday to re-enrol for my Diploma. How exciting.
My friend’s been accusing me of taking this sheet she says she gave me last week (which is one she apparently needs to look at for our test on Friday), and I’ve looked everywhere for it (which I told her), I can’t find it and she still insists I have it! What is wrong with people when it’s almost crunch time? They want to find scapegoats for why they didn’t do well? I’m sorry to say this but I ain’t going to be a stupid excuse for anybody’s lack. I have enough trouble keeping my own grades up, and someone wants to stress me out because they lost their stupid notes and need to find someone else to blame?! ARGH!
Okay, rant is over. If she keeps going on about it, I might just be tempted to give her a nice, bone-crunching one between the eyes. So much for being friends, eh?
-Amyelia
I don’t hate my life
Just reminding myself of all the things that I should already know, of how good my life actually is. I love my Jamie.
-Amyelia
Grateful for small mercies
Today I have a reason NOT to hate my life. I have my car back! I laugh now at how silly I was last night, blubbering like a baby; as if the world was about to end! Well, if you’re a person who relies heavily on your car as your main source of…everything to do with life, then you would know how I feel. But when I calmed down I tried to think more positively. Of course, my beautiful James cheered me up and gave me reassurance like he always does, and that helped me calm down a lot. I am very grateful that it wasn’t anything too serious. I know I should bring my car in for servicing soon, but I will have to leave it for another two weeks because school is still on and I’ll be in dire need of my car everyday for the next week and a half. So I hope it holds up until then.
At least I got some work done due to the high stress I was experiencing yesterday. Hopefully there will be no more great dramas until after I’ve begun my holidays. Actually, hopefully there will be no more great dramas for a very, very long time! Here’s to the next two weeks running smoothly!
-Amyelia
