I thought I would start blogging. Sounded fun.
I worked today. Watched Great Northern Lights- a documentary on the White Stripes. Contemplated my every growing issues concerning males. Well, continued contemplating.
In addition to my issues with men, I have been thinking a lot about getting away. I am living a mere 30 miles from the place where I was born and raised. I want to get out. Explore. I want to feel like I am bettering myself, really living.
My current situation: living with my father in North County San Diego, going to community college, pretending like I am okay with it, uncertain on most everything serious in my life, and well feeling very very helpless in matters of my own life.
Just going to community college doesn't make me feel like I am doing anything better with my life, especially living in a very conservative area. I feel like I am going crazy, and while I want to make the best of it I feel as though I am very out of place and need a change.
Plan, sell everything go up to Alaska.
Plan, save up money move to San Francisco.
Plan, move to New York.
Plan, move to Argentina.
Plan, move to Spain.
Plan, move to Canada.
Plan, get away.
Plan, LIVE.
