ahhh the beach
I'm dreaming about costa rica and central america.... the plan was to go back there this summer, maybe check out mexico and guatamala. Well, those dreams have been put to an end... I just lost my job because my recovery is going to take longer than I planned. I was supposed to have a laproscopic surgery but the tumor was so big i had to have it removed in an open surgery, which means my incision is a lot bigger than it's supposed to be. So i called my boss and she straight up fired me, which means no money, no trip, and my life is going to suck for awhile. ohhh well. I should probably just do a study abroad one semester and wait to travel till i graduate. That was my original plan anyways, but the piano man started to try and sway me to go this summer. I really don't like him as a person, which is probably a good sign i shouldn't be traveling with him anyways, he'd probably get us in some fucked up situation and run off with a little mexican girl. I can picture that. oh as i like to say, everything i'm sure is happening for some reason or another, and i'll make it through, just very very poorly. i guess i could only live the good life for so long, no more high rollin' corissa. waaaaaaa