I did it!!!
Dec. 19th, 2008 01:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
piploverAs of 6:30pm last night, I finished university. My last final went well, I think, and I'll know my grades sometime next week, but for now, I am done. I don't walk until May, when the graduation ceremony is, but I'm actually glad as it gives me time to save money for the gown and cards and such. I'm not buying a ring or anything. The only ring I ever wanted was for when I graduated Basic Training, and it's enough for me.
I refuse to be depressed about the job front. I only worked 3 hours this week, and haven't heard anything on the jobs I've applied for, but I have enough money to see me through January, and I'm hoping that I'll find something before then.
Whenever I start to feel sorry for myself, I keep reminding myself that things could be much worse. My minor was in History, with an emphasis on the Depression and World War 2. I've read letters written to FDR, begging for clothes and food and money to see people through the winter, and I am thankful I have a roof over my head and food for myself and the cats. If I get desperate, I can always work for Walmart again until something better comes along.
I go in for X-rays on my back on Monday, since it has steadily been getting worse, but I can still walk and live my life almost normally, so I'm thankful I'm not worse. I know there are so many out there worse than me, and that my own situation could be so much worse, so every day I'm allowed to enjoy my cats and my family is a blessing that I don't want to squander with needless worry and fear.
My friend is taking me out for dinner tonight at the resturant her SO works at. Neither one of us is expecting anything from our families for graduation, as money is so tight everywhere, but we figure that we've been helping each other out for the past two years, and now it's time to celebrate our accomplishment! In the end, the only thing that really matters is that we made it, and we worked damn hard. There were a lot of obstacles, but we did it, and that is something worth having a drink over.
I know a lot of you are going through difficult times. That this season is giving people troubles the world over. I just wanted to say that I'm thankful for all of you, and that so long as we stick together, so long as we don't give up, we'll be OK.
My mom takes care of gentleman who's 97 years old. I have dinner with them sometimes and he tells me stories of listening to the fireside chats of FDR and the struggles he went through early in his life. Our world stood together and overcame horrible times, and we can all do the same again. So for everyone out there who's having a rough patch, just remember that things will get better.
Take care of yourselves, all right?
I refuse to be depressed about the job front. I only worked 3 hours this week, and haven't heard anything on the jobs I've applied for, but I have enough money to see me through January, and I'm hoping that I'll find something before then.
Whenever I start to feel sorry for myself, I keep reminding myself that things could be much worse. My minor was in History, with an emphasis on the Depression and World War 2. I've read letters written to FDR, begging for clothes and food and money to see people through the winter, and I am thankful I have a roof over my head and food for myself and the cats. If I get desperate, I can always work for Walmart again until something better comes along.
I go in for X-rays on my back on Monday, since it has steadily been getting worse, but I can still walk and live my life almost normally, so I'm thankful I'm not worse. I know there are so many out there worse than me, and that my own situation could be so much worse, so every day I'm allowed to enjoy my cats and my family is a blessing that I don't want to squander with needless worry and fear.
My friend is taking me out for dinner tonight at the resturant her SO works at. Neither one of us is expecting anything from our families for graduation, as money is so tight everywhere, but we figure that we've been helping each other out for the past two years, and now it's time to celebrate our accomplishment! In the end, the only thing that really matters is that we made it, and we worked damn hard. There were a lot of obstacles, but we did it, and that is something worth having a drink over.
I know a lot of you are going through difficult times. That this season is giving people troubles the world over. I just wanted to say that I'm thankful for all of you, and that so long as we stick together, so long as we don't give up, we'll be OK.
My mom takes care of gentleman who's 97 years old. I have dinner with them sometimes and he tells me stories of listening to the fireside chats of FDR and the struggles he went through early in his life. Our world stood together and overcame horrible times, and we can all do the same again. So for everyone out there who's having a rough patch, just remember that things will get better.
Take care of yourselves, all right?