Hi dearies, how are you? I've been away for a while, too busy with work and other things to write a proper report of my dealings but right now I feel I can explain a little of what's been happening lately.
University
I've already written my exam results here, so I won't repeat those. Enough said that after getting them I applied to study in three different Unis (A - close and lots of friends, B - farer but my birth city, capital and dream uni, C - far but highly thought of). All in all I applied for 8 different majors, 6 in A, 1 in B (my main goal) and 1 in C. As luck would have it I got accepted everywhere besides B.
In B I was 86th on wait list. Wait list being the list of people waiting to see whether the ones who got in would decide to study on said uni or not, in which case they would free a place for somebody else. My dream major is separated in 4 (?) subjects and after a trip to B's city I found out that for my subject I was 2nd on wait list. Thankfully, some people resigned and I got in.
On Monday I've got accepted into Warsaw University into Translation and interpreting of specialist texts course. With English as leading language and German as my second. Goal reached!
Currently I'm, or rather my parents and especially my dad are, working on getting me into the dorms. Tomorrow we're sending the necessary papers and let's hope for the best.
Hard work is hard
Work is still hard. I won't go into details about why, enough said I'm still not completly in tune with my co-workers and still make mistakes. Still. But so far I've earned enough to hopefully pay for the rent this year on my own. Or at least for most of it.
At least right now I'm doing way better then during the first half of June when going into work meant I could barely eat from stress res about it all the time. ... Although now that I think about it the latter one didn't so much stopped as I got used to it. Oh well, half of this ride is behind me already, let's hope the second one will finish faster and on a good note.
However, it should be dully noted here that I never in my life lived through a more stressful experience than this work, all of my exams (4 language ones, finals and driving license) included. The only reason why I didn't resign back in June is my ambition, which on deeper thought scares me. My pride would not have let me fail at something, resigning was not an option, even though I felt I faced being sacked which terrified me even more. But my ambition won and didn't let me leave to enjoy summer, which I right now get to feel only for a few hours a week. My ambition said that I will go through this harrowing experience and survive till the end of September's first week.
I never new I had this much freaking ambition in me. I now see how much damage it can make. Nothing has ever made me think worse of myself than this job.
Oh well, life still goes on, doesn't it?