It's been such a long time since I last typed a real blog. It's times like this-being up really late at night, thinking, not being able to sleep- that makes me want to type. Thinking too much doesn't help when I'm trying to sleep...when I WANT to sleep. And, it doesn't help when I'm thinking and I don't have anyone to talk to this late about the things I think about. So if you're reading this, more power to you 'cause I am just going to be talking and talking and talking whether it all makes sense and go together or not.

I honestly cannot believe I'm in college. I'm halfway through my second year and it still feels like I haven't done everything I wanted to back in high school. Then again, I'm so glad to be out of high school because there's no homework to worry about doing over winter break and there's none of that stupid high school drama to worry about. So over that. But, there are things about college, like grades, that I am just very impatient about. I really want to know how I did in half my classes. I've been taking tests, midterms, and now done with finals and going through the classes blindly without a clue of how I'm doing...how nerve wracking. Hurry up January 4th so I can see how well (not) I did this semester!

Other than school, the people I have met are amazing. It's so nice to be out of my hometown and out in a different city not seeing the same familiar faces everywhere I go. Well, these two guys and the manager who work the night shifts in the Safeway by my apartment are exceptions. Seen them working there since I started going to school, always working the registers. One wore glasses, now he has contacts. The other guy is cool too. We both saw this old guy who's crack was showing and we both had our laughs. And the manager, he has yet to say my last name correctly (even though he's had me correct him a few times).

Friends. The friends I've made are absolutely incredible. Met one through orientation and she was the first friend I made in college. She happened to live in the dorm room a couple doors down from mine (which I was very excited and relieved about!) and now we share an apartment. She is one of "Aladdin's people" as she says it and I just love her. I can't wait for her to cook some Arabic food because I haven't tried it yet! Along with other types of food such as Indian, Mediterranean, and Greek. I'm getting tired of the same old Asian and Italian cuisines, I want get out of my comfort zone and try things. And, that's what I love about college and being away from home: I can do things I want to do.

I love the fact that I can go out and do things without permission from my parents. Sadly, I still get calls from my mom asking me where I am. If I'm not home, she still tells me I should go back to my apartment or that I shouldn't stay out late. You would think I'd learn not to tell my mom where I am (well, I don't truthfully tell her exactly where I am, but if I'm at school late or hanging out with friends then I would) and could just tell her every time she calls that I'm in my apartment but, I don't want it to sound like I have no social life...unless...she doesn't want me to have one. Sad day.

Regardless of my overly protective mom, I still love her and my dad of course (it's 4 am and Dora the Explorer just came on. The show before this was Family Matters. I've been up so late that the kid shows are starting to come on. "Feliz Navidad, boots...MARACAS!). I'm glad that I have my dad to talk to about my future without feeling like I'm being negatively criticized about the choices I'm making with my life. He's had his share of opinions and suggestions, and of course I take them and approach them in my own way. Now, I have a future that my parents approve of....kind of. My mom still tells me to be a nurse, which ticks me off because one day she'll like what I'm doing with my future then the next she thinks I am making a mistake. Her reasons are one and always the same: Nurses make a lot of money, be a nurse. Well...becoming a nurse is not my only option. I have chosen to pursue a different medical career which I'll be happy with and at the same time, doing the thing I absolutely love: Photography.

For those of you who are confused about my plan here it is.
I still plan to go on with Photography, earning my Bachelors of Art degree. At the same time, I'm taking prerequisites for a Kaiser Permanente program for Radiography or Sonography (the prereq's are same) at Sac State still (some of the prereqs are GE classes, so I'm killing two birds with one stone on this one). After graduating, I prepare for the program, be trained, and earn a certificate. Basically, Sonography/Radiography is my back-up in case Photography isn't doing so well. Is it waste of time and money? Well, I don't know, I honestly wouldn't think so. In order to be in the program, I either need a Bachelor's degree in any major or be an Allied Health Sciences major. I still want to be a Photographer, specifically a Medical Photographer and want to one day own a small studio as well, but....we'll see about that. All this makes sense in my head, but if it's still confusing, I'm sorry. That's kind of the best I could explain it without getting into too much detail.

I think, I should continue doing blogs like this (well not absolutely long ones). I like how I can just type, and I actually don't care too much about what people think when they read this. Blogging is more for me. For me to think out loud and not care if everything makes sense or not. I just need to get things out of my mind so I can sleep and it's actually working. I have no idea how long I've been typing but I AM falling asleep (finally). I will do this again.

Xanga, I am back.

Michael Wolf's Photography Exhibit
SFMOMA
maybe shop

HERE I COME!
I'm excited to see my first photography exhibit in about 9 hours! agghh! (: