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The next eight months…
It was just a few weeks ago, at a maroon 5 concert, that I found myself saying to a friend “I’m so disappointed. I have nothing to look forward to after this.” I’m so amazed how things change, I cannot even remember when I last felt even half this good. Don’t get me wrong, my life’s not perfect, but for once I feel like it could be. Sometime in the near future at least. At the same time I’m tying desperately, and somewhat in vain, not to get my hopes up too. Because subconsciously I know that inevitably it wont be as good as Ive imagined and therefore Ill be disappointed, but I think I need to reserve some optimism or ill drive myself insane. So this is whats coming up for me (hopefully).
Around the corner:
In 2 days and 16 hours I’ll officially be finished semester one of my third year of university and be on holiday for a month.
in 4 days I’ll be blissfully shopping with my best friend before she staarts full time work for the first time. We will both be on the hunt for business attire (more about that later).
In 7 days I’ll be hopefully having an awesome time with some new friends celebrating Tess’s 21st birthday.
In 12 days I’ll be looking at a 5 day weekend with no school OR work.
In 14 days I’ll be celebrating my own 21st birthday in the city with some great friends.
In 15 days I’ll be celebrating my 21st birthday with 50 of my closest family and family adjacent people.
In 16 days I’ll actually be 21.
In the not too distant future
September is the new one and the one I regard with having the most potential for this year. I didn’t know what i wanted for my 21st and, to be honest couldn’t really care less about gifts, but my parents took the cake on this one (like the pun?). they are paying for me to fly to Thailand and spend 9 days in absolutely gorgeous resorts and do nothing but relax and enjoy myself. I’m pretty sure it’s the most amazing thing anyone has ever given me. 9 days in an exotic country doing nothing but sip mojito’s and lounge in the pool. I have to say, with all that we’ve been through, my mum came through on this one.
The trip does have a few kinks in it. For one, 4 of my uncles and aunts will be with us, my parents will be there and my brother and his wife, but I’m hoping to pretty much stick by myself for the most part. Not that I don’t wanna be with them, but they all tend to make holidays feel a little less like a holiday, if you know what i mean. I do hope to bond a little with my mum and the others, but like i said, trying not to set my expectations too high.
After those, what i hope to be, amazing 9 days, it’ll be back to uni for a month and then off to Queensland for 4 or 5 days in October. My cousin is getting married which, of course, I’m happy about, but I’m more looking forward to theme parks with a few of my cousins. If you knew them, you would be able to imagine how HILARIOUS I expect it to be. Plus it’s been almost 9 years since I’ve been to Queensland and my love for roller coasters and pretty much all things that go fast, cannot be satisfied by Melbourne’s shitty little Luna Park, no matter how many times you go on ‘Scenic Railway’.
After Queensland I will return to sit, what is hopefully, the last 4 exams of my life. I can already feel the joy of being finished with school forever. It’s been 16 years of filling my brain with loads of information and its pretty much almost full now and I need it to stop. Ofcourse once it does stop, you know its time to get a full time job which leads me to the final, yet most profound item on the list of what is the next few months of my life, my new job.
Not too long ago I began applying for graduate jobs in the commerce field. I only went for the ones that seemed ‘right’ for me. That is, I chose them purely on what I thought would make me happy in my career. I didnt want to be chasing after jobs that I knew I’d be miserable in. I dont know why anyone ever does that. I’ve done the unhappy in my job thing and let me tell you, its like a cancer. It’ll make you unhappy in every other area of your life. It’ll infect everything and its just not worth it.
So I applied for these graduate jobs and the pessimist I am, didnt really expect much to come of it. But sure enough I kept progressing through the gruelling application process that is graduate jobs and finally, I was offered a position at QBE Insurance. Though obviously a insurance company, I hope to end up in a finance/underwriting division working with high end companies to help assess risk and provide coverage. I could also transfer into the aviation field which would be amazing. The best part of the job is that I start with a few other grads. So I wont be alone, wont be the only newbie and best of all, I wont have to manage shitty little 17year old kids and slave over fryers all day. February next year, that final shift I work at red rooster will be one hell of an awesome day. It’s been 5 years coming (not that im not grateful), but i know im worth more than that, money-wise and respect-wise.
So that is all i have to look forward to, and boy does it feel good.
