The State of Things

I had the 2nd of my 2-part Outbound Orientation for Exchange yesterday, and am super-psyched about it now. Too bad it is still half a year away.

We are on the cusp of April - 4 exams in about 2 weeks. I have two 100% finals. Don't know a thing about Family Law.

On April 20, I'll be moving back to Scarborough. Still have no idea what I'm going to do this summer, but oddly complacent about it.

We broke up, effective April 20th. I know, it's weird. I guess I'm just hoping that not living together will ease the transition. It was never meant to be. I'm not just trying to re-write history. Reading my diary, it's abundantly clear that wasn't ever going to happen. Living here for another 3 weeks is not going to be easy; it already isn't. It's like there is no reservations anymore, so we feel like we can say all the things left unsaid before (read: fight everyday).

I'm 25 - there is no reason to despair. I want things, but want has never been a good measure of reality or entitlement. Nor wishing, nor hoping. All I have left is faith, and to that I try to keep my eyes on.