what do i think now...?

My favorite part of the day is bedtime. Well I enjoy the walk I get in each day, and this time I honestly love my job! I landed a position at the Wingate by Wyndham Regina hotel working front desk, and am looking for another part time job on the side. Hopefully that'll happen this weekend. I just moved to Regina from Moose Jaw with my boyfriend, Christian, and live in a seriously ghetto apartment, 4 floors up with no elevator. Trust me, moving in sucked. We moved here b/c I got called by the principal cellist of the RSO, and was told that I need to study with him and then play in the RSO with him!!! Nice hey! My whole life's dream. It's gonna happen! I will make it. B/c that's what I do. I make things happen. I used to have way more energy to get things done but I am still the same person and I can apply the same attributes that are in me to a different focus right.
Before we moved here though, I endured working at Tim Hortons. Don't get me wrong, I met some great people there and some good friends, but the job was heinous. I swore that if I got another job that I was ever looked down upon for doing ever again I will start the third world war. I am a very nice person and very respectable but sometimes I just wanted to take a pot of coffee and pour it slowly down some people's throats and then brag about how much better I am than them for having 3 college degrees and going to play in the RSO, but no. I needed that job for moving money and though it was only 2 months it made me incredibly bitter.
Since moving here, life has been all right. I LOVE my job and plan on getting another job at the YMCA working for the day care! Or at blue notes. Or being a banquet server at IPSCO. Depends which place wants me... I'm praying the Y!!!
I have also become a major fan of peace. There's nothing good that comes from being a high strung mental case. Trust me. I am! Ask anyone who's known me for a while and w all the drama that comes to me or I have brung (sp?) into my life, I have every reason to be a crazy mental case! But now I figure peace. I am not longer alone in this life. I am no longer only thinking about me. I am no longer the only one who suffers for me being psycho. I am still me though. I am still independant and able to work and buy things on my own and be my own person still. Just b/c I'm with and living with someone doesn't mean I can rely on him like I do to my parents. I can't expect to be a child for the rest of my life.
So its been a while, sorry, and I don't have much to say that's super philisophical today, but it'll come. Be patient. Make peace. Now for my favorite time of the day...