Grey’s Anatomy and Lancaster, PA

March 23, 2010 at 8:54 am (Diary Entry)

So…it’s a quarter to 2am and I am here writing about how much I despise Seattle and yet, I am watching a show that takes place in Seattle Grey’s Anatomy. Sadly enough I cannot quite get enough of this show and it often makes me wonder why I didn’t try harder to become a Doctor or the Forensic Scientist I always wanted to be.

No, instead I let my parents talk in me into art school. I know, you’re laughing right, because, what parents actually encourage their kid to go to a private art college?, right…that’s what you’re wondering? My parents loved me and saw how creative I was and said, “Khrystina, science isn’t your forte, art is. Go study art!” Which, was a good idea and quite possibly the worst idea. I got burnt out on interior design and architecture, and that was something I LOVED. I loved putting a room together and building and using my hands! And now I can’t help but touching curtains just to figure out the fiber content and thread count. I can’t help but stare at a wood floor and guess what tree and country is came from and what odd name the colour may have. Every time I stare at some architectural structure I drool and unconsciously criticize the back angles and wonder just exactly what is holding it all together!

So, I’m taking a vacation. A much needed vacation from Seattle after being unemployed for 3 months and wanting to cut off my hair and rip the flesh from my skull because of boredom and stress. Lancaster, PA here I come! Four days to spend with one of the best friends I have ever had and to get to know the state I may move to. Will I go back to school while I’m there? I would have to start from scratch, but that may not be such a bad idea. In order to get to a dream you’ve been reaching for all your life sometimes you are required to start from scratch. I, for one, am not afraid to start over. To start with a clean slate in a new state of mind with a clear conscience and practically a virgin to the real world. I prefer to remain oblivious, because when you act like nothing is going on, sometimes it’s the best way to keep from getting hurt.