Stuck inside for Eternity

What's up? How’s life? How you been? Miss me?

Yeah me either

Well I'm just gonna keep typing anyway

So it’s been a while since vie put anything really substantial on this here shindig, i tell everyone

"Oh yea i write a blog it’s pretty cool" 

More like i post a few things a couple times a month.

BUT

That will change. Recently, and unexpectedly, i now have way too much time on my hands. So basically that means i will be sitting on the floor of my room, staring at my computer screen, counting down the days until i get to go back to Nantucket again.

94 days to be exact...

But ANYWAY not much has really been going on with me, doing the same old. I about to finally graduate, which i think is pretty cool, it’s taken me too long but my health has been in steady decline since i got back from Nantucket. I guess there is just something healing about the air there. So i have been trying to get that back on track before i make any rash decisions and move myself across the country for no reason. Before i make any decision on where i want to go to college i want to know exactly what those four years will look like and know exactly in my head what i want to do. 

Kathy kind of opened up my eyes this past week, about my college experience, she said to me;

"Nothing about your life is conventional... so how do you expect your college one to be?"

And that hit me. She was right. I had to stop pressuring myself, i was pressuring myself to meet a certain timeline, to follow my friends to college and follow the path they created for me. I have focused on others for so long that i think it’s time i worked on myself a little bit. Get my own stuff sorted out before i tackle anybody else’s.

I guess you could say I'm a "Lifer"

So tell me about you?

In every application/ Interview/ Website sign up/whatever or what have you, they always ask an "About you" type question
 Well I don't really know about me. And in 144 characters or less I really couldn't tell you. If I took a gander, I would say I am a musician, a "student" if that counts, a daughter....but really I'm a "lifer."Somebody who lets life take them where its meant to go.
My dad use to say if he could define his life in one phrase it would be "Pura Vida." A Costa Rican phrase that means Pure Life. For the past ten years my dad has said a big F*** you to the corporate world and has done well,what ever the hell he has wants to do. In the past ten years, my dad has ran the Boston marathon and the dominated in the Marine Corps Marathon, built hundreds of houses for Habitat for Humanity, Went back to college, Learned a whole new trade, Explored and surfed Costa Rica and Renovated two "green" houses. 

My dad has friends all over the world. Every city we go to all around the world my dad has had a story of your mothers cousins aunts friends new business idea  or mets an incredibly hipster chick on the sidewalk who is really into poetry … Even though my dad and I have chosen to go our separate ways. My dad is an extraordinary human being.  Fifty percent of the time my dad is the cool dad. He is the smartest man I have ever met in my entire life which also makes him the most annoying man because hes always right and you cant argue cause he just knows everything.Like any little girl, growing up, my dad was "God".I had the "cool dad." He wasn't around, so I could make him out to be any way I wanted.  Because no little girl wants to hate their daddy.

 In a lot of ways my dad has gifted me with a very special childhood.From his backyard tie dye parties to his unnecessarily big blue pick up truck, my dad did a pretty good job when he could. Like come on I had hippy parents. I still do. Look at my mom she a freaking fruit loop. (JK mom, you're super cute <3)

He taught me a very good life lesson in my unconventional childhood. 
He showed me that no matter what life threw at you; no matter how bad it got; it would be okay. He taught me to trust my decisions. He taught me to take the unconventional route. Though our relationship isn't what it used to be or even how I wished it would be. In a way I admire his choice; even though in a thousand words or less I could tell you otherwise, He showed me the right way of life.

 I love that part of my dad, just by being him he could change someone's outlook on life; The special part of him whose pure motto in life is to solely live it happily. 
So I guess in 144 characters or less I couldn't really define myself as well as my dad could.But I'm working on it. I'm getting there, it took me a while to start to listen but now I am.I guess you could say, I'm on my way to becoming a "Lifer"