It's Been a Tough Week....

Hay girl hay! You all still with me? I am surprised that I am still alive but I somehow managed to finish one semester in a fortnight... ya, I just wanted to use fortnight in a sentence. Anyway the last week was really intense, I had a presentation and a 15 page paper to due and then a random conflict facilitation simulation thrown in there with a day’s notice- why not eh? So basically, I went into hibernation, ate my feelings and felt sorry for myself for about a week. I’m not going to lie, I cried and hated my life. What a child I am sometimes. In fact sometimes I still manage to surprise myself at how childish I am since today I put my underwear on inside out. Really, am I 22 years old? 

 Thanks to Heather (Lamb#3) for sending this to me in an email which, I felt, really applied to my life. It said "It's been a tough week... but dammit I made it!"

Moving on. After finishing all my work for this module I got to enjoy 12 hours of the weekend to myself and I decided to get in touch with my inner 65 year old self and I did what every other senior citizen in Malta does on a Sunday night... I went to banda- in English, I went to a symphony. I was invited by a cousin of a friend I knew in highschool. I agreed to go because it reminded me of my grandfather. When I was younger, I remember going to watch my Pappa play with the Maltese band in Toronto. The ladies would sit and play rummy whilst gossiping and I would drink some pop and enjoy a pastizzi. This performance varied extremely to what I expected. It was actually really wonderful, and I genuinely enjoyed it. There was a tenor and soprano singer and they performed Nassum Dorma, and O Fortuna... anyway I digress, I guess I’m still a band geek at heart.

And just a little side note about the bus system in Malta. Remember my conundrum of getting from where I live in residence to Valletta? It already takes me a good 30 minutes to get to school on a good, dry day, but when it rains, I’m screwed. Take today for example, I was at the bus stop before 8:00 a.m and by 8:20, five buses had driven past me, I was cold and soaked so eventually three of us pitched for a cab and made it to class 15 minutes late- great first impression. The bus system is really unreliable, you never know when one is coming, you only know that it is supposed to come every 30 minutes, and the driver may drive past you for no reason which makes for a fun guessing game to play to try to get somewhere in a timely fashion.

So that’s what’s been going on in my life the last little while. Today is a fresh start to the course since I’m starting a new module (read semester) and I’m ready to work hard and push through this challenge.