Freedomland...
I arrived back in America on August 7th. It was a long plane ride, and one I was grateful to put behind me. Coming into the airport, and navigating the retardness its layout, I was so excited to see Josh running up to me.
I stayed in 'Bama for a week. It was relaxing and fun. I fell in pretty well, but there were still the occasional hiccups. I went out one night with Josh and Ashley. And sitting there, watching them talk, and not knowing what was going on, the culture shock was pretty intense. I ran out of the bar crying... My thoughts automatically turned to Kyle, and what he was doing in Maryland. It seems when it comes to Japan, I always go back to Chiba. I apologized, and everything went back to normal.
On the 14th, I headed to Texas. Despite the time, I would have rather driven I think. I was stuck at the airport for 30 minutes before anyone came to pick me up... Seeing my parents was nice, but like in Bama, it wasn't like much had changed. It felt like I was falling into the life I had left two years ago. Is that a good thing?
The time after my arrival seems like a blur. I didn't feel like I could sleep, I was just constantly on the move. I did a lot in the first week, including registering for school. By the end of that first week, I just tried to slow down... But I think I slowed down too much.
I've been going to school since the 24th of August. It definitely isn't what I thought it would be. I can't help but compare it to the UA. The UIW is small, private, and very Catholic. It sucks that I am finally in a big city, but the campus is so small, I think more than half of it could fit on the quad.
I also can't help but feel like I am making a mistake again. Sure I want my MA, but I really can't stop thinking about my BFA. I feel like I need that BFA. Like, yeah, my life was meant to be spent in the fine arts. But money is a really big motivator. I hate myself for playing the game bc it is what is expected of me...
I've also been sick since I've come home, and am a little worried about the condition of my body. My father has also gotten a bit worse, and my dog is on the slippery slope down. Even my mother had an unexpected health twist. Why the black hole?
Regardless of all my doubts, my family is anchoring me fast here, and although I plan on sticking it out right now, is it the right call?
I stayed in 'Bama for a week. It was relaxing and fun. I fell in pretty well, but there were still the occasional hiccups. I went out one night with Josh and Ashley. And sitting there, watching them talk, and not knowing what was going on, the culture shock was pretty intense. I ran out of the bar crying... My thoughts automatically turned to Kyle, and what he was doing in Maryland. It seems when it comes to Japan, I always go back to Chiba. I apologized, and everything went back to normal.
On the 14th, I headed to Texas. Despite the time, I would have rather driven I think. I was stuck at the airport for 30 minutes before anyone came to pick me up... Seeing my parents was nice, but like in Bama, it wasn't like much had changed. It felt like I was falling into the life I had left two years ago. Is that a good thing?
The time after my arrival seems like a blur. I didn't feel like I could sleep, I was just constantly on the move. I did a lot in the first week, including registering for school. By the end of that first week, I just tried to slow down... But I think I slowed down too much.
I've been going to school since the 24th of August. It definitely isn't what I thought it would be. I can't help but compare it to the UA. The UIW is small, private, and very Catholic. It sucks that I am finally in a big city, but the campus is so small, I think more than half of it could fit on the quad.
I also can't help but feel like I am making a mistake again. Sure I want my MA, but I really can't stop thinking about my BFA. I feel like I need that BFA. Like, yeah, my life was meant to be spent in the fine arts. But money is a really big motivator. I hate myself for playing the game bc it is what is expected of me...
I've also been sick since I've come home, and am a little worried about the condition of my body. My father has also gotten a bit worse, and my dog is on the slippery slope down. Even my mother had an unexpected health twist. Why the black hole?
Regardless of all my doubts, my family is anchoring me fast here, and although I plan on sticking it out right now, is it the right call?