Why me???????????

Today reminded me a an Alanis Morissette song. You know, 'Ironic' ? Especially the part that goes...

"Well life has funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face"

Well... that's the kind of day I've had. Okay at times, but really shitty in the middle.

I just found out that the person I was almost set up to do a co-op work term with (whom I really liked and really got along with) , no longer works there. I really had my heart set on doing weddings with her. She was the perfect person to act as a mentor.

So it came as a bit of a shock when I called the Inn and found out she was no longer there. She never even called me to let me know, so I could know to look for a job elsewhere.

But I'm not totally out of options. There is a slim (and very slim, I might add) chance that the new wedding coordinator might take me on. But I won't hold my breath on that one. I also have another contact I can persue as well as look at possible mrketing jobs (relevant, but not what I want).

On top of all this, I have a major assignment/ project/paper due in every one on my six classes. Three are due in two weeks and the rest are due the following week. That's on top of another one I gad to hand in this afternoon. Suffice to say, I was a little stressed today. Came close to an anxiety attack, but I held it off until I could go for a run after my second class.

There is nothing like feeling my feet pound on the pavement to the beat of a CD I love. My fav to run to is Shania Twain's "Up!" All the songs have a strong beat (even the quieter ones) and that beat matches my natural jogging pace. Works out really nice.

So I went for a run at 4pm. The air was getter crisper as the sun began to sink. It sat on the horizon; a blazing orange ball of fire. As a ran, I let every moment of stress, panic and fear flow out of me. I ran until I felt cleansed. I ran until I was tired and couldn't run anymore. And in my unfit state, that took about 15 minutes. At which point, I walked the rest of the way back to school.

When I got back to campus, I rested, ate my dinner and went to my next (and final) class at 5pm.

And life goes on....