keepin' it real

A series of unfortunate events, similar to what happened to my blog history, can often lead to a newfound appreciation for basically everything  What can I say? It's Tuesday and I'm feeling reflective... this is me we're talking about :) you can't tell me you're surprised. 

Doing things for the very last time can have a similar effect.

I left Fitness magazine, my internship there, for good. I said goodbye to the wonderful men and women that  have given me opportunity upon opportunity to gain real-life experience in the magazine world and have encouraged me along the way.

I said goodbye to the boy at school and the family at home as I went back to my temporary home at school. I probably won't see them until March. And yet, it is when I really head home in May that will be the biggest transition as I'll be a college graduate. On the bright side, at that point I'll also officially, physically, be close to him. After such a crazy long-distance relationship, we certainly deserve it :).

I've been at school for my final semester ever since. I am loving the classes you've heard about and making the most of the last bout of a classroom-learning experience I'll most likely ever have. 

I'm spending time with the people that matter most while also enjoying the extracurricular clubs, organizations and activities that I enjoy. Currently, I find myself in the application process to become a web editor for Medley, I made a vow to attend each and every "Mix it Up" forum (an international conversation group), and I literally cannot wait to get back to my yoga studio for classes. Only two more weeks to wait for the latter! 

Oh yes, and the sorority and rush. How could I forget? Gotta show love for my Alpha Chis :).

Hold on a sec, back up again, we're not done yet with the truth card. As she gave me the most inspiring card, tea, and two Crumbs cupcakes, my former-boss, the nutrition editor, asked me what I wanted to do next. She has not been the first one. It's a horribly pressing question that I can't seem to get away from, and yet am constantly trying to answer. I thought about it a moment...

I would love to work for a magazine that has anything to do with health, travel, and/or culture. If it were to be an international publication, even better, because then I'd ideally be able to make use of my language skills that make me ever so slightly trilingual. 

Of course, with the less than promising state of the publishing industry, I'd be willing to look elsewhere. If something more corporate were fitting, perhaps an editing job at the UN? Or another world organization I admire and believe in?

But, I'll be straight with you. If it comes down to it, if I am still unemployed after six months, then I've decided that I will au pair or teach english in another country for a while, preferably one that is French- or Spanish-speaking so I can finally perfect my own. 

The last option would not come without any consequence though. Yes, uncertainty is terrifying, there's no its and or buts about it.

And finally, I am so genuinely  happy, that no matter how much time I have to stay away from the blog world, I am still very much apart of it. I have made a handful of true-to life-friends of bloggers and readers alike (you know who you are) that I adore in each and every way. 

As for the many others of whom I do not personally know, I am still always thankful to have readers that make blogging what it is, so enjoyable and fulfilling. It's because of each and every one of you that I have such a blast sharing my day-to-day life, no matter where I'm living.

This blog is certainly a personal one, but I have avoided such topics such as my own issues with disordered eating. Why? Because I was afraid of what others might think and to admit the problem to myself. Because I was just too embarrassed to be completely honest. I want you to know that as I put the pieces back together, I promise to be more so. Get really for all the nitty-gritty details ;).

I miss you and I honestly will be back to blogging by Friday (photos = last meals from home).