Due to recent events...
This past term was a bit of a stress overload for me. I overworked myself and finally decided to up and quit my job and truly take the summer off, something I haven't done since before high school. So here I am. No job, no school, about to take off for the summer when my mom informs me that I have to get my wisdom teeth pulled before I leave . (Don't ask me what the rush was about, something about insurance reasons? Or under the table payment? The black market? I don't know.) But really, just what did she think this was, the Jerry Springer Show? You can't just go interrupting a girls quarter life crisis for oral surgery and you especially can not intervene on this new "devil may care" attitude I'm trying on here. I'm doing what everyone wants to do... running away . I'm trying to find myself! My bliss! Nirvana! Direction! Or at least a few waves before I head back to the rain. Didn't she understand?? But that she did ...