My Future is in the Hands of the Beholder.

But what I want is:

• Someone to drop me off in San Francisco/Daly City/San Jose and forget to pick me up
• Find a one-way Amtrak ticket to Union Station
• To pursue an artistic career rather than nursing.

I feel so stuck right now, it's ridiculous. I can't talk to anyone I know from North of where I currently reside without the sudden urge to get up and leave San Diego forever. Seriously, the more my body lingers here, the more my mind believes that my spirit belongs in other cities. A CITY. SOME GORGEOUS CITY WITH BEAUTIFUL LIGHTS, FUN, AND ART. *Sigh. 

Take me to a place with good company and drinks.

I could settle for Los Angeles. It was #1 on my list, but if I could, I would desperately take a spot at SF Art Institute for photography or something to later move on to marketing of some sort. Ah, that'd be the life, for sure. Just the thought of leaving life where it is to move to the Philippines is too dramatic and heartbreaking. I'm too stubborn to believe there is more to be excited about than fobs, the mountains, and veggie food. Ugh, someone get me the fuck outta this mindset and change my mind about this.

I'm about to finish these college apps with the quickness so I can party my ass off next week. Homecoming date, WHERE ARE YOU?!?