Today…
November 26, 2008 at 8:10 am (DIFF 2008, MM, P, annoying people, canada, random, shooftv, university stuff)
My priority this week is to finish the application packages for York and Concordia and ship them off by Sunday. Providing my work reference letters come in by then. But I finished my admissions essay and have to finish my thesis proposal.
I’m putting alot on these packages. I really hope I get in to at least one of them. I really do. And I’m saving up in Canadian dollars for the first year tuition and cost of living for it.
I hope the current rate stays down though. When I made my deposit last month, the going rate was something like 3.4AED. Now it’s dropped to 2.8AED. Please, please, please let it stay that way till my next deposit. I save an extra 300-400CAD this way.
P promised he’d take me on his treat retreat sometime in December. Yeay. And I’m probably getting tickets for the gala opening for DIFF.
*later in the day*
DIFF timetable and selection sucks. P says that if there’s no free food and booze like the previous galas, he isn’t going. I guess I’ll have to check.
Got my reference letters for York. So all set to go once my thesis proposal is done.
It’s raining. Finally.
Aunty Flo has finally arrived. Haven’t seen her red-headed self since June, despite taking meds. So finally glad she’s showed up. Just hate the nasty stomach cramps she gives.
There’s a rather cute new guy from IT. Caught my fancy (and eye). Been around him a bit because of the great internet service our company has and because our printer came out of the closet and turned gay – every sheet has these rainbow stripes across it. He asked where I’m from. And some non-IT related questions. I suppose this is another eye candy again. *sigh* When will I ever move on from eye-candy to arm-candy?
Bad news though. The colleague I got all super chummy with? Tomorrow is her last day. It sucks. The office will be so lonely and dull and unbearable without her around.
Please let me get accepted in a university so I can leave. Or get another job with better pay – preferably a five-digit sal and nicer boss.