My Sad Tale of Woe

England won't let me come. It doesn't matter what I do, the only way I can get over there is as a student or tourist because I'm from the US. I'm not too happy about that since the whole point of taking a year off from school was to take a year off from school.

So... Plan B was to work at a group home near my house and live at home. Its good for the checkbook, but horrible on my sanity.

Plan C is to work as a Nanny somewhere in the US... because I really feel like I need to continue to live away from home. I always revert back to this lazy high school dependent mentality when I'm here and I know I'd do a lot better if I lived on my own.

Plan D is to bank on the chance that I'll probably get into UC Berkley next year and find a job up there and move there now... not really my best option unless Liana gets the job in Oakland and we could live together... but that's a lot of things that need to fall into place.

The good news in all of this... I get to go on our family camping trip to Tahoe, which I was really sad to be missing. I get to go to two more weddings, which I would have been missing. I don't have to worry about visas. And I can easily take my GRE's for grad school.

And the weird thing is that it almost feels like I get to start my life earlier than I expected. With England, everything was being put on hold. Now, the only thing on hold is school... so that's kind of nice... and then of course, the part of me that wants to find "the guy" gets all excited thinking that I might meet him soon. Because originally my mentality was that I couldn't meet anyone for another year because I didn't want to get stuck in England... I love it, but not that much.

So ya, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.