This is only a test...

Well I'm convinced the last 2 months has been a test, a test to see how much one can take before they want to quit school. The fact that I only have 5 weeks left until my masters is finished is just mindblowing. I have wanted to just quit and get a full time job so many times in the last weeks because I'm so sick of having no money. It's like I'm in a science experiment to see how long a person can eat two minute noodles and not develop some weird skin rash or keel over from malnutrition. I'm really making a concerted effort not to get a negative attitude but I think it's too late at this point. However I keep reminding myself that I'm in a place I love, I love to wake up to the sound of the kookuburas every morning, walking along the river to get to school (there's always the nicest breeze no matter how hot), being so close to some of the most awesome beaches in the world (and thank god they are free), and most of all to all my great friends I've made here who try to feed me meals and keep me halfway sane.