Why can't I commit to journal-writing these days? I can devote hours of my day on Perezhilton.com or Facebook.. but I can't sit down and blog for 20 minutes and de-stress on Blogger. I think I need to re-evaluate my online priorities. I'm the queen of recording history, for God's sake. I was freaking editor of the yearbook and to this day, I cannot leave my house without my camera. I'm the girl with the infamous 59 (?) albums on Facebook, after all...
Fall quarter.
Sociology Honors Program, PASS, Management classes, Work...
This is my academic life in order of importance.
I'm forcing myself to get into that school mode once again. But something in my heart just won't let go if Italy completely. Someone once told me that studying abroad was going to change my life.. and as cheesy and cliche as it sounds, it's so true. I came back to CA depressed for at least three days.. feeling numb and zombie-like. Yes, I was there.. but I really wasn't. I must've annoyed Jay with my non-present presence for at least a week. Every other sentence that sprouted from my mouth began with, "In Italy...." I've been back for almost a month, and I'm starting to get back into the mundane, normalcy of college life. I hate it. Most of all, I feel like I'm starting to forget what it's like to wake up in Italy and look outside my beloved window. I miss the view. I miss the air. I miss the feeling. I mean, I love waking up to my doggie, begging and forcing me to get out of bed and take our ritual morning walks.. but seriously, I don't think I'll ever not miss Italy.
Now I'm here wondering about my future. What am going to research for this honors class? Am I going to grad school this year or take a year off? Who do I want to work for? Will I even find a job? Should I take a Kaplan class for the GMAT's?
But how can I wonder about my future when all I can occupy my heart with is being far, far away from home?
