CIA
So all of that anxiety, trepidation, and work has apparently paid off.
I got into the school that I wanted, Culinary Institute of America. It was kind of a crap shoot and I actually got in, I was starting to think that degree from MTSU was useless, if nothing else it has eventually helped me here. So yeah, the only thing is I'm leaving a lot sooner than I anticipated. I start the 22 month program January 26 up in Hyde Park, New York.
Not only did it seem fitting to reveal my plans here after a couple posts involving life ambiguity and growing up, but the people I know that read this I would like to make sure I spend some time with before I leave. I have every intention of moving back to Nashville at some point, whether it be in 2 years or 20 years, not to mention my sister would kill me if I didn't visit her whenever I could.
You know, I realized the other day I'm the first person from either side of the family to leave, really leave, and chase something. It's an exciting feeling, the exploration of the unknown, and it is my exploration!
Going to New York in January is going to be fucking cold dammit. Am I going to need one of those ridiculously large puffy coats so I don't die every time I want to go to my car?
I got into the school that I wanted, Culinary Institute of America. It was kind of a crap shoot and I actually got in, I was starting to think that degree from MTSU was useless, if nothing else it has eventually helped me here. So yeah, the only thing is I'm leaving a lot sooner than I anticipated. I start the 22 month program January 26 up in Hyde Park, New York.
Not only did it seem fitting to reveal my plans here after a couple posts involving life ambiguity and growing up, but the people I know that read this I would like to make sure I spend some time with before I leave. I have every intention of moving back to Nashville at some point, whether it be in 2 years or 20 years, not to mention my sister would kill me if I didn't visit her whenever I could.
You know, I realized the other day I'm the first person from either side of the family to leave, really leave, and chase something. It's an exciting feeling, the exploration of the unknown, and it is my exploration!
Going to New York in January is going to be fucking cold dammit. Am I going to need one of those ridiculously large puffy coats so I don't die every time I want to go to my car?