First week of graduate school.

So the first week of graduate school finally passed. In fact it was 2 weeks ago. I just forgot to write about it because I am still trying to catch up with all the readings. I was so nervous in class that I didn’t even speak a single word unless called upon. If you actually know me then you are probably shocked to hear that I was able to shut my mouth for the whole 4 hours. Yes, my classes are 4 hours. They seem to just suck the life out of me. I will definitely need to invest in some caffeine products on my way to school. Last week I almost fell asleep…in class! How embarrassing would that have been?

San Francisco Day 4.

So it’s been about 4 days since I packed up what little belongings I could fit in to 2 large suitcases and moved from HI to SF. I knew that moving into an apartment, especially one that is in a city was going to be very difficult without a car. But so far it hasn’t been a huge issue. With applications like Uber and other car finding services, getting around with large bulky item’s did not present a problem. So far I bought a bed from Keetsa mattress company. I highly recommend their pillow plus mattress. I sleep like a baby every night.

Moving Back In.

Moving back home after 4 years of college was a very stressful process. I had to move all my possessions from my college in NY back to Hawaii. It was a lot more work than I thought it would be. Not to mention very expensive to mail 20 flat rate boxes home. I just couldn’t part with any of my shoes or coats. Hopefully I will be able to make use of the boots and coats in San Francisco.

Now that my friends and I have graduated and are living in Hawaii, we still manage to see each other at least once a week. It was quite easy for me to meet up with them because I was working a part time job in a summer position. Most of my friends have full time jobs, but they do not necessarily love what they are doing. Except for a select few who have part time jobs and or internships that they are also involved with. All of my friends parents are so loving and caring (my parents included). They want us to succeed in life, help us when they can, and be happy. That is why our parents let us move home after college. It is this aspect of Hawaii families that I just love so much. You always have a place to call home.

I applaud my awesome, strong, outgoing friends who took a chance with life and are perusing things they are interested in. But there is one particular friend who really stands out and that I am so proud of. She had a lot of anxiety about coming home and has had to a certain degree a bit of a melt down when things didn’t really go her way. But I knew that she would be able to do anything she puts her mind to and now she is working 2/3 part time jobs. One that she is very interested in and one that is somewhat a safety net. I know that she will go on to do great things and I am so proud to call her one of my best friends.

In this day and age, I reckon it is important for us to share both our struggles and successes in life. Success is not measured on the amount of money you make, but rather by the happiness you feel when accomplishing/doing something you love. I got this idea from another one of my best friends who has developed this same philosophy about living your life.

**This blog post is dedicated to my wonderful best friends.

1 week till San Francisco.

Summer is coming to an end and fall semester starts in 2 weeks. I have come to the realization that I might not be prepared to enter the world of graduate school. A little too late for that don’t ya think? It has only recently become all too real when my advisor and program coordinator started sending out reminder emails about things to do or remember before starting school. Truth is, I have yet to finish the summer reading and pack my bags. Thank goodness I already found a place to live. I guess I do have (some of) my shit together.

Going to graduate school has always been the plan, but the question that I find myself thinking about now is: “am I really ready?”. I know that once I get there and start going to classes I will be ready, but lately I have been doubting myself. Seeing my friends either going after what they love or taking the safe route by seeking a good paying job had really made me think about my decision in continuing my education. Then it hit me, for the first time in my life my peers/colleagues/friends are not on the same (exact) path as me. I am now entering a new chapter in my life and I feel both excited and scared. I pray that I can survive this new path on my own. But you know what, I just gotta put my on my “big girl pants” and knock ’em dead.