I’ve decided, after the urging of many professors, to start a blog. Kind of generic, but whateves.
Currently, I’m finishing my undergraduate at Loyola University- Chicago. I have approximately three weeks left of school and then I’m a free lady.
I’ve been trying to make “a plan” since August of 2009. At one point in time, I have planned on doing pretty much everything one could think of.
I thought of going to law school, but decided that I wasn’t ready to wear a suit and learn a new jargon.
I thought of going to Greece, learning how to scuba dive, and then becoming a scuba diving instructor; however, with the current economic situation, it’s probably not the best idea.
I thought of WOOFing, which is organic farming. The last time I was at my parents’ house my mother informed me that I could not go to a third world country and farm for free. Thus, that plan was out the window.
Then I started thinking about what I wanted to do. What did I want to remember my 20s as when I look back at life?
It hit me. I didn’t want a job, or rather, a career. I didn’t want to be stuck inside. I didn’t want my 20s to go by in a mindless routine that I couldn’t get out of. I didn’t want the rest of my 20s to remind me of the past four years.
Thus, I’ve decided in embark on an adventure of a life time. As some might know, I took an extra semester, leaving me alone at school for the last six months. I want to go on a road trip, a road trip that will put other road trips to shame because I’ll be seeing some of my favorite people again.
I want to start from Milwaukee (my home), then Chicago, travel south to New Orleans to visit Chris and Sam, head west to San Diego where my sister, Ellen, lives, north to San Francisco where my sister, Angela, lives, then back east to Minneapolis to see Amanda, my old roommate, and then back to Milwaukee. Random stops through out are essential and will probably happen.
I have a few things that I have to do before embarking on this epic.
First, I need to finish school. Right now, that is easier said than done. School is probably the largest thorn in my foot I’ve ever had. I’m so ready to be done with it.
Second, I need to get my parents’ permission, which may trump the first one. I’m the fourth of five kids. My parents have a tendency of treating me like a baby, but also at the same time, giving me more independence than I know what to do with. The asking of the big question could go either way. Best case scenario, they’re down with it. They bless my little adventure and just ask that I check in every once in a while. Worst case scenario, they put the kibosh on the whole thing.
Thirdly, I need to save some money up. To be honest, this one is only happening if number two goes well. If number two fails, which is a fifty-fifty chance, I’ll be back to square one consisting of realizations of what I don’t want to do.
Either way, the next couple of weeks will be interesting, to say the least.
