Show me, show me, show me

Cheney and I went to Philadelphia this weekend to see the Cure. It was one of the first new experiences I've had in a really long time.

Now, I'm no Cure fan-girl or anything. I would hardly go so far as to call myself a "fan", honestly. I have the songs that I like and that's pretty much as far as it goes. But this was my very first experience seeing someone that is so unbelievably famous in such a huge freaking place surrounded by so many freaking people. I've never been to an arena concert before and I'll tell you what, it's a lot different then packing people in to see O'Death play at the Oasis. I feel like I was the only person in the entire arena that was looking around at all the people instead obsessing over Robert Smiths' jolly [yet somehow still intimidating] demeanor. And I'll tell you what, these people were having the times their lives.

I always try to appreciate new experiences and new people. The entire Hollywood institution kind of grinds my gears [a topic for another blog] but there is something to be said about someone that, throughout the last few decades, has gained the love and respect of all kinds of people all over the world. Around the middle of the show I found myself thinking about how people tend to separate themselves from others based on the music that they prefer.


Then they played Just Like Heaven...and I sang and danced along with every other person there.

Figure it out

Being a young adult growing up in America has come to be quite terrifying. Not to say that I was ever the kind of person to be all that concerned with my government and how it effects the world around me [I know, it's terrible] but it's almost unavoidable at this point. This being said, when it came to me going back to school and making some kind of concrete decisions concerning my career and my future, I got kind of freaked out. I started doing research on so many different professions, more or less searching for the one who's degree would take me the least amount of time to obtain [and would make me the most money in the least amount of time]

In realizing that all I was doing was becoming part of the American Scum that has scared me into this position in the first place, I've decided to stop being a bitch about everything and just go to nursing school. It's something I've had my heart on for some time now, and instead of being intimidated by the stress of school I've decided to start now and deal with it as it comes. I'm no stranger to the stresses of the medical profession and I need to stop making all of these excuses and just do what God has been putting on my heart this whole time.

I'm anxious. But I don't think anything has ever felt this good.