I got good news today. News so good, that I almost forgot that my heart is broken because the owner of the cat took away my cat. News so good that a friend of mine thought I was pregnant - no, not pregnant. Let's hope for a ring before we hope for anything further, yes?
So the good news - ready? I finally have the official, signed, sealed and delivered documents that make me a Masters student at the Christian Albrechts Universität zu Kiel. YAY! I get to begin my masters! Finally! Just in case you're wondering, it's called "English and American Literature, Cultures and Media." And it will be amazing.
But don't worry - not that you are worrying. I still have to continue with my German course. Some crazy thing about "When in Rome..." Only, for me it is more of a "When in Germany..." thing.
And so, because it was my huge dream and all, I ain't allowed to complain no mo'.
When it's too cold outside and I must be off to study, you may tweet me saying, "Suck it up, bee-otch, you can't complain, you wanted this!"
When I have too much to read and write, you may facebook-inbox me saying, "Whatever, dude, quit your whining and getter-done, you fought real hard for this!"
When I complain that the classes are too light or too boring, or that my classmates are too young or too stupid, send me a BBM and tell me, "Oh, bless your heart... but that was your dream!"
When I snooze way too many times because I cannot get myself to leave the bed at ungodly early hours in the morning, email me saying, "Nuh-uh! Get up, lazy-bones, you choose this all by yourself!"
So you need to do this for me, ok? Because, well, I will complain. I will tweet about it. I will update my facebook status about it. I will BBM my contacts about. I will email about it. And of course I will blog about it. And when I do so, you need to remind me of THIS post. Because the time will come when it will be too cold in Germany - and it won't even be winter. The time will come when I have too much to read, but I also have an apartment to take care of, and god forbid I don't take care of Honey... I will surely have one (I will be blessed if it is only one) classmate whom I will hate, or a class that I will dislike. I will have to leave un-showered to class more often than not... and surely that day will be cold, dark and rainy, or even snowy.
But I want this, I want this masters. You have no idea (or maybe you do?) how much I've struggled for this. It is my dream. It was my decision.
And that is why I can't complain anymore!