And tomorrow, the train...

Okay.

Have researched online as much as I can

for this program

French as a Second Language.

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Vacillate between feeling excited about it

and scared about how much work it would be.

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However I am saying no to anxiety

and worrying about something or

feeling scared about it

does not mean one does not do it.

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Finally,

I am going to Brampton tomorrow!

My Oma is 101.

All of my life she has always been here.

Can't imagine her not being

and am so glad I get to see her again.

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I hope to savor each part of this small

vacation.

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I have ordered the transcripts to apply to the program

and am going to fill out the application on the train.

Somehow I feel, overall, excited about this.

I think part of it is I always feel excited about school;

must seek to guard my heart also;

I have already had to blog about my dreams being

based in what was not really true.

Like thinking a perfect apartment or job

would give happiness

or

anything else that I really need.

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After all, the purpose of life is not in having my dreams

of a family or good job or living space.

No.

The end and beginning must be

my faithful Saviour

Jesus Christ.