Sometimes, a heavy amount of disappointment is necessary in life, and over the years, I’ve been learning to accept my failures and the disappointments in my life so that I can learn from them. It’s a slow process, but I’m getting better at it. Not to mention that the thought always ticks in the back of my mind, “Everything always works out. One way or another.” And it really does. It’s just the journey of getting there that I hate. After all, I’m a big picture person.
Today I’m driving back home. It’ll be the first time of driving the three and a half hours all by myself, but I’m kind of looking forward to it. I’ll play some soft music and just think. Think and think and think. It’s my favourite activity in the world, and driving and thinking is probably the best thing ever. So, with those hours to sort through some things in my life that are still bugging me, I think that I’ll reach home quite refreshed.
Yesterday was actually a really good day. Even with the email, the rest of the afternoon and evening… well, were spot on. It was a reminder of how much I appreciate the people around me in one north and how much I would have missed them if I really was an SA next year. Also, the idea of being room mates with Katie is a good thing, and I talked to Katie’s current room mate, Jackie, about it yesterday. Jackie is a very encouraging person, and she informed me that the room was twice the size of my current room and that I would love it and that she’d have to show me the room more so that I could get a feel for it. I’m sad to say that she will be living off campus next year, because she’s such a kind person.
I encountered a lot of kind people yesterday. Everyone had been rooting for me, and I had let them down, but they were compassionate. I ended up sending comments back and forth with one of my best friends during the morning yesterday, and she encouraged me and kept me going through everything. Trust me, I was thankful.
So, I’m going to see how today goes, and I’m going to enjoy each moment. Sometimes, a heavy dose of disappointment is necessary, and I’ll take this to heart.