L-Town.

I'm currently involved in a long-term, love-hate relationship. It's hard to believe it's been 12 whole years. I've thought about leaving so many times, but I never have.

It's not that I don't like Lincoln. I really do. I love it actually. It's big enough to be interesting, but small enough not to be overwhelming (I moved here from a farm outside a town with less than 700 people). Downtown and the Haymarket are full of fun little shops and boutiques and coffee shops. There's a pretty good local music scene, an amazing ice cream shop, bookstores, restaurants, you know, your typical college town. Add in all the bike paths, Husker sporting events, college, and all my friends that live here, well it's pretty much great.

I'm just tired of it. My family has lived here since I was in 3rd grade, so I don't even get to go farther than across town when I go home. I've grown used to it.

Usually, I get to go somewhere cool over the summers. Last summer, it was a week-long bike trip across the state and another week or so in Haiti. The summer before that, Minnesota and New Orleans. Before that, northern Idaho and South Dakota. Another summer was San Antonio. One summer was even Chicago, Niagara Falls (the Canadian side), New York City, Philadelphia, Washington D.C., and Virgina.

This summer, so far, is nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have to take 2 summer classes, so I'm stuck in Lincoln until July 8th. Everything I was planning on going and doing happens in June (read: plans ruined).

At first, I was pretty upset about this. Most of my friends are going somewhere cool for internships or study abroad stuff or something, if not this summer then the fall semester. I'm going to be stuck here in Lincoln all by myself the entire summer working. Ickk.

Then, I realized that I'm not going to be stuck here the whole summer. I'm only stuck here for half the summer. I have an airline voucher that has to be used by September. I have an entire month when I don't have to take class, and I've got an under-used passport collecting dust on my shelf. I'm going to go somewhere cool this summer. I don't know where, and I don't know with who, but I kind of want to go to Europe. Actually, I really really really want to go to Europe.

They say that you just have to go and do things or you'll regret it. I've been kicking myself all semester for canceling my study-abroad trip to France. I know I always say I'm going to go do stuff like this, but it's happening. I don't care what happens or how much money it'll be, I'm going to hold myself to this or I'll hate myself forever. So in July, I'm going somewhere. I'm coming back in August for school in the fall, and I'm going to have the most amazing summer adventure ever.

Anyone want to come with?

Updates.

I've realized I'm really bad about following through on things.

I am a completely unreliable person. It's true. I forget things and lack motivation. It's something I'm working on.

So here are some updates about things I've written about on here and not followed through on:

Resolutions.

Remember when I posted my New Years resolutions on here so I would stay accountable and stick to them? Hahaha. I had to go back to my post to see what they were because I couldn't remember them. Fail.

Actually, I'm not doing too bad. Healthwise...well we have a crapton of chocolate, courtesy of my roommate's boyfriend (Thanks!) but other than that, I've been doing a pretty good job of eating healthy. I've rediscovered my love of pb&j and vegetables (not together). I seriously eat baby carrots like they're potato chips. Running is a different story. I think I've mentioned how my life is absolutely crazy this semester? I kind of forgot what it's like to have free time, meaning I don't have time to run. I have a feeling this whole half-marathon thing is not going to go well...

Spirituality...This one is going pretty ok also. I had to give up on yoga because I'm a poor college student and didn't want to pay $65 for it. But it's been going well otherwise.

Making up for not being in France...this is not happening. I wish I was in France.

The Housing Conundrum.

This is still a conundrum. I opted not to live with my guy friend and entered the lottery for the on-campus apartments with my roomie and a couple other girls. We got wait-listed. We're number 65. The plan is to move off-campus now so hopefully we get that all figured out soon.

It's really stressful not knowing where you're going to live next year.

Coffee.

I haven't drank coffee at all this week and I'm still functioning just fine. No caffeine problem! I have felt like crap the past couple days, but I'm going to chalk that up to lack of sleep and lots of stress. Coffee is being reinstated soon though, I miss it!

So yes, those are all the wonderful things that I've been doing (or not doing).

Gettin outta here...

So I've officially decided that I need to get out of Lincoln, Nebraska.

There's nothing wrong with it, except I've lived here for eight years and I'm going to school here and I need to be somewhere else. I'm just tired of it.

I'm not gonna go transfer schools or anything, I love UNL and all the people here, I'm just kind of stuck in a rut. (Ah cliche. We learned not to use cliches today in English class, but I think it works).

So I'm going to France this summer.

Hopefully.

I think I can swing it so I can go and take classes and live in France for like a month and get an automatic minor, so it's educational, right?

That just means I need to get a job like...now. And I really don't want to.

:Sigh:

If France doesn't work out, I'm going to go do biology for a few weeks this summer up at Cedar Point in Western Nebraska. Not quite as cool as Arles, France, but still, somethin' different.

Tip of the Day: Do something different every day. Shake things up a bit.