I Don't Wanna Row Up

If I could get away with being a Post Grad girl at the age of, how old is she? 31? (she's actually 28, but same thing) then I would bask in the easiness of sharing pants with my 3 best friends and falling in love left and right in the ocean and probably on land. But since I am far from it (not the falling in love part) I spend most my days contemplating which route is best to diverge my roads--mainly because I want to maintain my education by living through any or all Frost-ian declarations.  

But this is hard. And all you've heard is true once out of the nest:

-"College is so easy and fun, stay as long as you can!"

-"I can't believe I'm already graduated from school, time flies."

-"I'm just still figuring out who I am, let alone what I want do do with my life." 

-"Community will be a sweet sound to your Alumni ears." 

-"Free caf food is tighttt."

-"Super hero bowling is a fun idea."

So here I am able to finally take a glimpse of my surroundings detailed and closely. When you are within the tornado of education and caf lunch dates, it's hard to examine life at its rawest around you, because what is around you is the most comfortable and cozy couch you've ever laid your body & eyes on. So being able to see fellow people my age and at my resume level, it's difficult to find them all in different types of boats. A marriage canoe here, a grad school sailboat there and a traveling rowboat everywhere, it's hard to determine which means of transportation I envy, reject, and admire. The old wise saying of, "time will tell,"will forever be the most unoriginal and correct saying anyone could ever offer me, and I take it daily with a smile, then turned smirk. 

So it's safe to say I will be blogging about no more Europe, or the heart and how much it wants to be swimming in the sea of bliss, but I'm hoping I could offer some insight to how change itself can change you, me, we.  It's only been 3 months since my upgrade and already the  signs are showing a majority in favor of a Point Loma Alumni's Way o' Life:

-Travel to teach: Check 

-Travel: Check

-Wondering how I can get into caf for food: Check

-Engagement: Niente

-Go to heaps of weddings within 8 months: Check

-Apply to work at a coffee ish job for the time being: Check

-Work at non-profit: Niente

-Go to grad school: Niente

-Consider grad school 5+ times: Check

-Panic about student loan payments: Check

-Notice smaller social circles while being at home: Check

There it is, the awaited changes that have challenged me, that have made my head ache, and that have made my antsy heart wait on what lies over the rainbow we call the first year or two or three after college. 

Stay tuned for revelations and updates on the check marks & failed marks. 

Your semi faithful blogger but always faithful friend, 

Tracy