The Spot

[note: am pretty fiarly sloshed. First night of real celebration.. good times]
So.. my acceptance is unconditonal. I don't even need to graduate. I am fighting the temptation to take my last two weeks of school seriously... and failing.
Hence the drinking on a Thruday. 'till 2:30 am. Oooh, it's good times...
Too bad I didn't take more advantage during my undergrad. I really wish I hadn't worried so much about the cruising context back when I was attached and just gone and enjoyed myself. Making up for lost time at the moment.
praying, praying, praying for another admission. Please God don't make me go to UNB. So happy to get in, so worried it will be my only choice. I'm looking into exchanges or volunteering overseas.. I'll defer my admission before I go to the same school as the ladykiller.
But there's probably no reason to worry. I'm still fairly buzzed to have a good future waiting for me. And the overseas job looks kinda good too: publicity director for an NGO in Tanzania. With opportunities like this, how can I lose?
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