peace out cub scout

i had my goodbye party yesterday. it was at buffalo's one and only karaoke bar. i had my absolute doubts, especially when i walked in, and the person checking our id's at the door was a 75 year old man named neil. but in actuality it ended up being an amazing time. it was an awesome mix of my high school friends, mba friends, and job friends. i sang like 23029384 songs. i can't even remember which ones they were because there were so many. my highlights were my two duets with roseanne. and i was total proof that you don't have to be wasted to have an amazing time.

so that party really was kinda an eye opener because i am really leaving. i mean... monday. MONDAY. i woke up this morning and was like shit, i am really going to miss these people. after all the anguish of being home, counting down the days until i get the fuck out of here... it kind of is a bittersweet thing to leave. but i can't be held back because i have to follow my dream. it's what i have wanted my whole life, and i just have to take things into perspective.

it's kind of funny. a couple months ago i had this dream that was a prediction of things to come. and dear god, a LOT of it came true. but there is one part i am going to make sure doesn't come true. it is up to me to make myself ultimately happy. and i am going to do my damnest to make sure i do.

so this is me signing off from the b-lo. as of monday (well, actually tuesday when the cable guy comes), this blog will document my adventures from new york city. how exciting/terrifying/exhausting/joyful/awesome/scary is that??

~annalisa