For one night only, if only.

Today is a weird day for me. It's been exactly a year since I first boarded a plane abroad. First from Boston to Chicago, then from Chicago to LAX, from LAX to Fiji, and 10 days from now, Fiji to Australia. I had a minor breakdown the other day thinking about it, but now I'm just missing it heaps. I can't believe how much has happened in the last year. As for recently, I've been working at ACE after school care in Mallet's Bay Monday and Friday afternoons as well as the Writing Center (where I am now) on Monday and Friday mornings. I just started a new job last night at KOTO Japanese Steakhouse which is a sushi restaurant and hibachi grill. I think that I'll enjoy it--much faster paced but not too difficult (hopefully) once I get the hang of the restaurant. I've been going to physical therapy on campus twice a week for my abnormally loose shoulders and have been making appointments here and there with career services and such to talk about grad school. Everything is moving really slowly and really quickly at the same time. Graduation will be here before I know it.