Here

Being here, I have learned:

• Portion sizes for meals and snacks
• That I can actually eat breakfast
• That I actually like breakfast
• I like tempeh quite a bit
• Tofu can be good even when soggy
• I like soymilk plain (especially the chocolate!)
• It can be okay to show some vulnerability (still trying to get comfortable with this one)
• It is okay to ask for help
• Groups of girls can be wonderful
• Caring people really do exist
• I can still make friendship bracelets (mad skillz!)

Amazing women

I am surrounded by amazing women. They are beautiful and strong. They are compassionate and sensitive. They are so intelligent and have so much insight to share. I'm having a special experience that I will never, ever forget.

Career questioning

I've thought about going to graduate school for psychology for oh, almost 10 years. I had so many doubts that I could do it, be good at it, etc. But for the first time, I'm questioning whether I want to do this. I'm having some major doubts. Now I don't know what I'm doing at all. I'm trying to think about the present, but it's so hard. Now everything is up in the air. What I was doing was not right for me, and now this doesn't seem right.

And I say to myself, I need exact change!

Exact change eh? Yeah, I'm going through some of that, even though the Be-Bop Cola machine meant change as in money.

It's definitely a weird ass time in my life. So many weird things going on, so many changes, so many open questions. What am I doing? Where am I going? What do I do when I get back home?? How will I change? Will I change at all? What do I really want to do with my life, really? Where is my passion? Do I even have passion?

And I am wondering about Tony. Who is he with? Is he thinking of me? And whether he'll ever return one day...
(Sorry, that was a quote from a Kids in the Hall sketch which really I think only my sister will catch, if she even reads this thing...)

OK, suckas. I am out! Tonight for my viewing pleasure is Metalocalypse season 1, disc 1.

I'm officially a Golden Girl

In Miami at the moment, probably for the next month. You know what? It's really humid here. And it'll be sunny and then suddenly just start raining. Today I heard thunder but it was weird thunder. I can't explain. I'm not going to go into details of why I'm here or what I'm doing on this blog. If you know, then just wish me luck and cross your fingers that I can hang in there, because it's really hard. (That's what she said.)

Dakota!

Yeah

Well, my dog is safely in Illinois with my parents and it feels OK. I know she is in excellent hands.

So much to do before Wednesday!


Sorry, lame post. Maybe my brain will work a bit more in the next couple of days...

Death of summer

June, July, and August are the summer months. To me, September 1st marks the end of the summer. Death! It's depressing and I don't like it.

I'm going to Chicago for a short trip tomorrow ('til Saturday) and I just got a bag for Dakota. I don't understand how she's supposed to fit under the seat of a plane in this thing but the bag says it's airplane friendly. I bought the large (which is for dogs up to 22lbs). DK is about 15 pounds but I wanted to get her a bigger carrier so she has a bit more room. So she can actually like, breathe. I picked up sedatives at the vet yesterday but I ate them all. Just kidding!