We'll Always Have Summer....

Summer sucks.

No, really. It does.

I made the decision to go to Cosmetology school rather than continue my education at Western next year. There is too much temptation to screw up when I'm there, no matter how productive my intentions are at the beginning of each semester. I think I rushed into the whole college thing, you know.  I blindly went into college on the idea that everyone that graduates high school must immediately begin higher education. I was wrong, on many counts. At nineteen years old, I know what I want to do with my life about as much as I did when I was still in my mother's womb. "The Plan", which I know all of you out there understand- that plan your parents make for you, or force you to make for yourself that details your career path at like age 13- is never going to work. I feel like if I continue it, I will be miserable in my career and I cannot handle that.

Cosmetology school is a year in length, which means I will be 20 when I graduate. I can still go back to school once I get my license, and it won't be a big deal. I highly doubt that my return will be at Western though. I was thinking a theatre program somewhere. Maybe musical theatre. I've decided that no matter where I choose to go, I will do something that I genuinely like doing, and worry about what gets me an excessive cash flow later.

Guys, money really isn't everything. I think I actually lived more when I was eating Ramen noodles and not going to the mall every five seconds than I did when I had money. Being a broke college kid forced me to go to parks and enjoy nature, or sit at home and rediscover exactly why the books on the top shelf were my favorites. I found more peace of mind in a conversation with my friends than a new pair of shoes could ever give me.

Speaking of books- I made a summer reading list, which is laughable at best. 50 titles in length, I knew I would finish it sometime mid June. Not happening. I should probably just burn the list. My intention was to start reading more, and I have... I just haven't been sticking to the list at all. For every one book on the list, I read 4 more off of it. In a week's time, I have devoured somewhere around 14 titles, 4 of which have been from the original list. On the bright side, I am enjoying all of the new plot lines.

I leave for a business trip in 3 weeks to Cincinatti. Yes, you guessed it- Brittany and I are back to the old Monday-Friday job we had this time last year. I am lost without her this week, though. She is on a cruis in Mexico, probably consuming more tequila than I could ever imagine. I know she's having a blast.


My goal for next summer....or sometime in the next year... is to go to England for a week. Any ideas on something affordable? I think the trip will end this restlessness I've been feeling my entire life. Europe just seems like the place to be.