tongue(s).
$71,200 later I dropped out of the Art Institute of Philadelphia and moved to a slightly ghetto area of South Philly into a slightly awesome one bedroom apartment. I changed jobs, living arrangements, and hopefully Temple will be informing me shortly on my desire to change my major for, unfortunately, the third time in two years. Though I've become quite indecisive and anxious since sixteen, I think journalism is something I could really strive in. But just incase I fall short yet again, I've been teaching myself how to read tarot cards with Nick and Tim in my spare time. My alternate plan of becoming a gypsy is slowly lurking its way to becoming my life long dream. Scary. Or is it? The time away from being collegiate is rewarding. I haven't been doing much which worries me, but then again I think that was the whole point. I've reconnected with old friends, physically fought some outside of Sal's bar, discovered things in those I thought I never would, and gave the person I have come to love the most a second go around. My disdain for the city still runs fairly deep, especially when seeing friends from home, but I've become really good at burying it into my gut until I can afford elsewhere. Sarah comes in several weeks for a reunion visit and I couldn't be happier. Nor could this be any better of a time. For living so far away, Sarah and I have kept in touch so well and remain so close for two ridiculous teenagers who met via livejournal. I've adopted a new kitten named Delores, and Emily and I are going to start having dinner nights so I can finally learn how to cook. There are still hard times. My moods are rapidly changing because winter has arrived at my doorstep, and sometimes my head is fuzzy from things that aren't there, but I've been drawing and writing and cutting and pasting to keep the bad from getting worse. And this apartment I'm sure isn't filled with half as many ghosts as the last one. But still a few that make the floor boards creak when I'm alone. On the note that I can't think of anything else to say, I'll be in the poconos for the next few days with David and his family. I hope all of you have a great Thanksgiving.