I finally have a ticket
to go to Mexico! I was beginning to think that I was
never going to make it. Now I know I'll be going back I
feel more optimistic about life in general. Although I've
been working hard this past week (nearly 70 hours) I think it's all worth it because it's all for a reason, and that's
to see K. There are only 25 days until I see her again,
and that's something which makes me really, really happy.
The rest of the week's been hectic, but
due to work, or my greed for work. I worked a few
evenings and a couple of days in the two restaurants I
work at, and overtime on Friday at the office job I had.
The office job was quite strange, we were having to
phone people back who'd left messages, and one of the
supervisors came round with yet more messages. She
stopped, looked at me, and asked me when I'd started -
when I told her I'd started at eight in the morning, she
practically ordered me to have a break. I looked at my
watch and realised it was then eight in the evening!
I'm conscious that these entries in my
diary are getting shorter and shorter. I think that's
mainly because I've been working so much that there's
really not much to say. I've also started trying to read
things in Spanish, as I bought a bilingual edition of
Neruda's poetry the other day. I think they're very
beautiful poems, and K loves them too. She wrote and told
me that his verse is a proof of the beauty that is the
Spanish language, and I tend to agree.
Hopefully I'll have more to say next week,
as I'll be going up to see some friends from university.
Two of them have got married, so I'll have to
congratulate them in person. They're both wonderful
people, and it makes me happy to know they're happy
together. I can't wait for K and I to be together soon!
