This came off as I was bragging off to you, and I was, with all my rights, I think. But I was drunk as well.
Well, first off my mom had a cancer-thingie in her throat that got surgecally removed this thursday. My wife is pregnant. My dog will get his cist (some kind of a bold, probably cancer said vet) removed next week. My parole officer had me to visit several meetings these last couple of weeks, because it's the end of the parole. I had tests, had papers to do, and so on and so forth In school I had to end all sorts of courses just this week. Despite all that shit getting me home at approx 8.00 pm (everyday the last two weeks) to do my homework, today I took two tests that are career-defining. First one of them was from 8.00 am to 4.00 pm. The other one was quick. "University-test" and an IQ-test.
Thinking of all my stress that has been these past weeks, with all the meetings, visiting my mom, getting my dog to the vet, and getting the midterm-grade of "A", makes me feel proud of myself. My wife likes to think that I'm an alcoholic (I used to party, but I haven't partied in 3 months), and I wouldn't interfer, but my therapist said I'm not and today I felt like it was appropriate with alcohol. So, cheeers mates. Drinking whiskey, smoking cigars. Y'all know how it is, when you get through that special shit! In Sweden, these "university-tests" are kind of like midterm-tests or something. It grades you and gives you attraction for the universities in the future.
Well, that's my story.
I'd like to hear yours. When were you proud of yourselves? When was the day when you felt like you're on top of the world?