So far this week has been amazing at reaffirming where I’m at in my life right now. The other day I was on my porch with two of my most favorite people in the world (my room mates), just shooting the shit, talking about where we were at in life. I have six more months of school to go and I can’t believe it’s so close to ending. I talked to my mom and told her it was the first time in 18 years of school that I hadn’t stayed up all night the night before school started. I think I subconsciously just didn’t want it to happen.

In three months, I’ll be done with school. I’ll have six more months after that of “Austin time.” I’ve decided that I am traveling that summer. Usually I work during any summers I’ve had. Then there was that one time where I went to school (and worked…what a bitch that was). Summer 2007 will be a make up for all those years where I was bored on the couch. Now the big question comes: where am I going? I don’t know yet. Out of the country, for sure. Mexico? Europe? South America? Australia? I think that would be awesome.

It’s like I told my mom in that same conversation, I will be working all my life. I need some more me-time. Me-time without projects, homework, deadlines, work, internships— bullshit. I’ll be working for the rest of my life. The least I can give myself is a few months. Then I’ll come back and be an advertising badass. :)

PS: Holy HTML, Batman! dictionary.com went Web 2.0!

PPS: I think I’m going with WAMU. I’ll go in next week sometime. You know, just in case you wanted to join me and/or stop me? I don’t even know.