BOSTON HERE WE COME! It's almost bittersweet to be leaving UT. I have family here and so many dear dear friends. I know the area, I can drive anywhere and know I will be relatively safe. I can leave my bike unlocked, the door unlocked ( although I don't EVER) and be relatively safe. Now about this Boston place. I have no idea. It's expensive. I don't know a soul there. I don't have a job or school. I'm a little bit scared. Ok, I'm a lot scared. But I will have Irish. But he'll be in school and I'll be playing little wifey.

But I'm also very excited. I'm ready to be done with Ut and BYU. But I don't want to leave the wonderful friends I have made here. Seymore, my dance team (even if they do drive me crazy!), and a few others. I have found the best friends I have ever had here, and although I know they will always be here and we will always be there for eachother, it won't ever be the same. Although I'm soo excited to leave my job but I also hate to leave. After three years, I'm comfortable here. I know the drill and have no problems gettin off work if I need to and know all the people.

Perhaps I'm too loyal. I stick with people even if they don't stick with me. And when I think about it it makes me sad. Finally when I have found friends that call me before I call them, that put some into the relationship, I'm leaving. I know I'll find new friends, but never any like these again. It's weird, going out with only Irish and not knowing anything about the area or the people or the food (cause that's prett y important you know.) But they tell me there's a farmers market in Boston. Maybe things won't be so bad.

things sure can change

It's been awhile. Dance ended up being really incredible and fun, we all grew really close. (but at least 12 hours a day and 5-6 days a week can do that to you). I'm sad that I have now jumped back into the working scene. It sucks knowing that for the rest of my life I will be working. Nomore care-free summer days. Irish and I are now preparing to embark on a very different journey than either of us could have imagined. Graduate school.

He will be going somewhere (not sure yet) to graduate in public health and from there to some third world country to change lives. It's crazy. I mean you grow up thinking that you want to change the world, to really make a difference, and I'm quickley finding that not many people do. But, here is our chance. We have a legitimate change to try to change the world. To improve the lives of so many across the world. What a crazy thing to think of. In just two years I might be in Africa testing water and teaching better health or in Russia teaching mom's how to take care of themselves and their babies. I mean I'm not going to grad school, I'm not going to learn what Irish is, but I will be involved. I have to be. I have to take my chance to change the world. It's pretty crazy to think about.

I don't know when or how I will graduate, I guess a lot of that depends on where we go. Don't worry, I'll finish, it's not good enough for me not to. But I am excited. New life, new places, new people. I can't believe it.