Hey all,
Haha Holiday Romance novels. Don’t worry, my guy is definitely cuter than this creepy-looking joker.
Apparently Alena won the boyfriend bet. Hey, I’m as surprised as you are. I really didn’t think I’d find someone I liked and wouldn’t freak out about or run away from… at least anytime soon. But today we’ve been official for a month, and I am so still feeling it. Seriously.
How did this all happen? Not gonna kiss and tell. The point is that I’ve been living the dream all of January by lazily hopping back and forth between the city/my boyfriend and upstate/the family. Now classes have started, my internship has gotten off to a rocky yet inspiring start, and work is beginning next week. I have to be at school at 8:30 tomorrow to help out with the Kofi Annan talk, and I haven’t finished my first homework assignment for the Macaulay seminar 4 class I have tomorrow. Also, snow storm heading this way…..
So I thought, PERFECT TIME TO BLOG. If I wait until tomorrow, it’ll have been a month since my last entry, and that, ladies and gentlemen, ain’t right.
I am (as the title affirms) still off my rocker, so don’t even worry about losing my rambles because I am still all for explaining random things and convincing people to be happy.
Speaking of which:
Cutest thing ever.
Look at it, it will make you smile. Anywho, I’d like to compare my blossoming romance to something else that’s been going on: ALL OF MY CLASSES RELATE TO EACH OTHER. Junior year is academically epic. Everything I’m doing has to do with theories on morality, how to make the world better, and how to better our understanding of the world. I have so much reading to do but I love it. This feels like junior year of high school all over again because I am in control of what I am learning, and everything I am learning is fun and awesome despite the fact that it is difficult.
How do people survive 400-level classes without loving their majors? I don’t understand. I guess they’re saving all of their happiness time for after graduation, when they’ll be making money doing something that helps them make money… which buys happiness.
I don’t know, I’m not judging. I was just talking to my boss (founder and CEO of the NGO at which I volunteer) about how fulfilling it is to do work that you love. She is going pro-bono right now (which, yes, is likely sponsored by her retired banker husband who hated his job). Why? The organization doesn’t have enough money. So what did she do? Give up? NO! She is going to work every single day because she knows that there is a whole community of immigrants out there that depends on her. This is why I exist…. to live like her…to be like my mom who gave up accounting to work with dogs. Doing what you love for enough money is better than doing what you are kind of okay with for a lot of money. At least in my opinion. At least in the long run.
So let me tie this back together: enjoying life does not always mean doing the things that make sense. Maybe dating a guy that is going to a different place for school in the fall doesn’t make sense. Maybe thinking of maybe falling for him when I’m maybe leaving New York for good as soon as I graduate is maybe insane. But we established that I am that 😀 People can save the world and make lasting emotional connections.
Carpe ALL the diem
Love,
Julia
