The human checklist
I'm starting to feel like one big checklist. So many things to take care of before I take off. So many papers, obligations, goodbye's... trying to find a place to live, going to the dentist, paying the fees, register, apply for student support, get the tickets sorted, get the bank sorted... it's endless and trying to do it working fulltime can wear anybody out.
Yesterday I was close to tears from stress. Right now everything is so HARD! Every damn paper from Trinity is in a language I need my full brain power to understand and allways followed by the usual "threat" (if you fail to fill this form out correctly it may lead to serious... balblabla... and it might lead to loosing your place at TCD). Gah!
Also not knowing when I will have to leave and where I will stay is a serious headache..
But then I had Naomi over for dinner and she put things in perspective. My mum is an angel too and Fia's always there to listen. Lucky for me... do I deserve them?
I was looking through an old box of "Ireland-stuff" and I found my diary from last year. By chance I opened it and read the section I wrote on the plane home to Stockholm. It finished with: "Eventhough I long to get home it is sad to leave Dublin. It's okay though since I'm absolutely positive I'll be back in September, but then as a TCD student." I had my doubts since then, but now i know i made the right decision.
(Oh, and by the way; I had two holes in my teeth).
Yesterday I was close to tears from stress. Right now everything is so HARD! Every damn paper from Trinity is in a language I need my full brain power to understand and allways followed by the usual "threat" (if you fail to fill this form out correctly it may lead to serious... balblabla... and it might lead to loosing your place at TCD). Gah!
Also not knowing when I will have to leave and where I will stay is a serious headache..
But then I had Naomi over for dinner and she put things in perspective. My mum is an angel too and Fia's always there to listen. Lucky for me... do I deserve them?
I was looking through an old box of "Ireland-stuff" and I found my diary from last year. By chance I opened it and read the section I wrote on the plane home to Stockholm. It finished with: "Eventhough I long to get home it is sad to leave Dublin. It's okay though since I'm absolutely positive I'll be back in September, but then as a TCD student." I had my doubts since then, but now i know i made the right decision.
(Oh, and by the way; I had two holes in my teeth).
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