I Cannot Guess What We'll Discover

The family is now taking bets on whether or not I will actually go to Chicago. I didn't see that coming somehow.

Interestingly, my only ally turned out to be Baba, who, thinks it's a fantastic idea for me to move away. She thinks it's possibly because I'm young and she's old - we share a common craziness. Her words, not mine.

Party time tonight - camping at some cabin, I made a mixed CD for the drive out. I'm possibly more excited about the CD than the party, but that's normal for me. I'm batting at par. Can you bat at par? Par is golf, batting is baseball, hmmmm. Conundrum.

In the last paragraph, "hmmmm" is underlined for incorrect spelling. Upon checking the recommendations, it recommends Ohmmeter. HAHAHAHA

That literally made my day

It had just come to me.

The only solution possible

Move out of the country

Give parents the address of my blog

That should satisfy them right?

Ok so Gina pointed out that I haven't put a pic of myself on here in a long time, and yes, that is true. So here we go. Readers beware...scary times ahead.


It's been a long night of thinking about exactly what it is I'm going to do. I suppose really no decision needs to be made, and I really have no job anywhere. It's actually kind of scary to graduate from University, for the second time, and really have nothing. I mean yeah, I have friends and family and all that jazz - but, future = still totally up in the air.

This time next year I could be anywhere. It's a little scary.

I'm pretty sure my left arm is sunburned from driving around with Gina today. Frig. It's itchy like it's on fire.

Random thought aside: what to do.

NOTE: my teeth look really white in this photo WOOT!
When do you reach the point where you wonder if it's worth it to chase after a fantasy? I mean, this fantasy makes you extremely happy....and you think that fantasy could equate reality....so, is it worth it to go after it and leave everything you know behind?

I don't know...it really feels like it is. Like this could be the thing I would regret doing if I don't do it. So I suppose that means, go for it.

This all seems obvious as I'm writing this...but honnestly, it's been hours of wondering and staring around my room at nothing listening to Josh Ritter over and over and over. because I'm to lazy to add another disc to my stereo.

God, how can I survive on my own? Who will I hang with? Do you need people to hang with if you're attending a music festival in Hyde Park? You can go to that alone right?

Oy Vey

It just occured to me that I can't recall the last time I had a hug. This realization is doing nothing to improve the mood I currently find myself in. Depression is probably the closest word. And it's crazy because two days ago I was as high as a kite in a state of excitement.

The thing is - is that I want to move to Chicago. I'm currently looking for a teaching job there, and I'm trying to get certified and get a work visa and all that stuff. The problem is - my parents have gone completely insane about the idea of me moving to the states.

They're scared I'll get injured and then not be able to pay hospital fees, or what if I get mugged, or what if the school is unsafe.

And even knowing that all those things are possiblilties - I still want to go. I want to go really really badly.

Time for an adventure I say!

Mom: I'm hopped up on caffiene like that guy in the soccer movie.

Me: What are you talking about?

Mom: Will Ferell when he discovers coffee in that soccer movie

Me: OK

Mom: I discovered the greatest thing

Me: What is it?

Mom: amazon.com

Me: OMG