Have you ever had one of those days where you just… sit back and take stock of what’s going on in your life and then realizing that, despite your best efforts, everything is just falling apart? I mean, there should be so much good and good things happening, but then sometimes I am my own worse enemy. And when I try to make something… right, it all just seems to fall apart on me. I’ve been looking at requirements for nursing programs that start in September 2009 and, after some investigating and sending off emails and asking all the right questions to all the right people, I’ve discovered some unfortunate truths. I won’t be eligible for one program (my first choice), I have more of a chance for my second choice (however, people with more credit hours in post secondary get shortlisted first) and then there is my third choice (I am eligible and I will be applying when I can). It feels like everything is falling apart and it’s all rather disappointing when I think about it in that way. However, I will be applying to one program for next year and if I get in, I’ll be transferring into it. If I don’t get in, I will be staying at the school I’m currently attending and applying for the two other schools next year. So at the rate that I am currently going, the earliest I could graduate is June 2012 (instead of 2011) and the latest (or what I would sincerely hope is the latest) is June 2014. So… I’ll be either 22 or 24. I’m kind of hoping that I’ll be graduated before turning 25, but we’ll see how that goes.

After a long winded conversation about our relationship and other thought-provoking things pertaining to the two of us this, this happened:

M: And what do you want?
C: To be happy…
M: And does that include me?
C: I think it does.
M: Okay.
C: Okay?
M: Okay.
C: Okay.