Hi-ho, friends!
Let's start with the good stuff ---> I'm loving summer. I love, love, love this carefree, nonchalant time in life in which people are more open, risky, and in my opinion, alive. There's a lot to be adored and enjoyed this time of year and spending unadulterated bonding time with my good friends is worthy of any endeavor. You know, I'm anxious to know what the future holds and to see the rippling effects of my choices throughtout life, but I can't live any less here in the present. I like it.
I've decided to not attend BYU this winter semester. In fact, I have a feeling that this will be the last time I reside in this great state of Utah. I'm not bitter, really. My reasons for leaving are not reasons of hate, oppression, or disbelief, but merely because I don't think I can ever be happy here. Utah isn't for me and in no way is BYU an environment that I want, or can, thrive in spiritually or artistically. I'm breaking out of this cookie cutter town and running to a place I've been happy in the past and can pursue my own dreams. I have my sights set on University of Canterbury in New Zealand, but I'm keeping my options open. I plan on working hardcore on my portfolio this fall semester here at BYU that I may have the best chances of getting into the BFA program...
Lately I find myself wistfully thinking of cool things to do, new things to try and yet I am faced with my ultimate nemesis in life: $
Down with money!!1 It's too ironic that I don't care for money and yet it's quite necessay for the life I currently lead. I want to road trip but I don't have money. I don't mind working for it, but sometimes I don't want to go in to work... Too many an occasion has this held me back. Why is school so expensive? I love that I pay for the things I need and do, but it gets annoying. Boo. Hence my ridiculous obsession with Burning Man. Seriously? I'm going. It's hard to explain what this thing is, but let me just direct you to their site --> http://www.burningman.com/
Let's start with the good stuff ---> I'm loving summer. I love, love, love this carefree, nonchalant time in life in which people are more open, risky, and in my opinion, alive. There's a lot to be adored and enjoyed this time of year and spending unadulterated bonding time with my good friends is worthy of any endeavor. You know, I'm anxious to know what the future holds and to see the rippling effects of my choices throughtout life, but I can't live any less here in the present. I like it.
I've decided to not attend BYU this winter semester. In fact, I have a feeling that this will be the last time I reside in this great state of Utah. I'm not bitter, really. My reasons for leaving are not reasons of hate, oppression, or disbelief, but merely because I don't think I can ever be happy here. Utah isn't for me and in no way is BYU an environment that I want, or can, thrive in spiritually or artistically. I'm breaking out of this cookie cutter town and running to a place I've been happy in the past and can pursue my own dreams. I have my sights set on University of Canterbury in New Zealand, but I'm keeping my options open. I plan on working hardcore on my portfolio this fall semester here at BYU that I may have the best chances of getting into the BFA program...
Lately I find myself wistfully thinking of cool things to do, new things to try and yet I am faced with my ultimate nemesis in life: $
Down with money!!1 It's too ironic that I don't care for money and yet it's quite necessay for the life I currently lead. I want to road trip but I don't have money. I don't mind working for it, but sometimes I don't want to go in to work... Too many an occasion has this held me back. Why is school so expensive? I love that I pay for the things I need and do, but it gets annoying. Boo. Hence my ridiculous obsession with Burning Man. Seriously? I'm going. It's hard to explain what this thing is, but let me just direct you to their site --> http://www.burningman.com/
So on that happy and exciting note, I leave you, my readers, with a special treat of a song I am obsessed with:
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All this means is that we need to hang out lots before you go because I'm going to miss you!
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