Decisions, decisions

The first full week of 2012 has brought a lot of decisions.

Or changes.

Not changes in me, but changes in the way that I am approaching my life.

You could say that well.... I have hit the point of making choices because I have not much left to lose, and therefore, everything to gain.

It's been a week of firsts, easy and the most difficult.

Let's just cut to the chase, shall we?

I decided to shave my head.

Yes. You read that correctly.

The action that I have been talking about for 4 years is finally happening. I'm shaving my head for St. Baldrick's this year. I announced it on Thursday and have been given nothing but support from friends that surprised me. From friends that I knew would be there, and from people who have come out of the woodwork. I am shocked. I am surprised. I am thrilled.

And I am exhilirated.

I cannot wait until the day will come that I will become a shavee for this great organization. I have organized for years. I have participated as an event organizer. I have cheered, raised money, spread the word, and supported others.

And now it's my turn. To face the clippers. To support the kids and families who have changed my life. To become part of the team and community that I love so much.

People have said that they are proud of me. That I should not be ashamed of being bald. That they are impressed. And to that, I ask and say, it's not me that you should be proud or impressed of (but I'm excited you are, because well, that means you should donate to this awesome cause!!). This is not something that I am ashamed of.

It is something that I am excited to do. It is something that I have talked about for so long, but have had an excuse each year. The excuses, my friends? Are over.

So when the details keep coming, I hope you will support this great cause. I have meetings this week, and should have the website up by Wednesday.

I am so excited, and I hope that my journey will excite you all as well.

Something to live for. Something to breathe for. Something to care for. A cause and a group to love. And an event that has invigorated me each year that I have participated. I can only imagine what the Albany St. Baldrick's 2012 event has in store.

And? I am so, so excited!!

^^^^ The curly hair. Pre-shave.^^^^

Or, well, a couple weeks ago!

Continued Musings, from the Girl Stealing Internet at Starbucks

I still don't have internet at my apartment.

This apartment? Is quite cute. But it is lonely. And sometimes, it is sad. That is why this weekend? I will have visitors. Not visitors in a slutty way, but visitors in the form of friends and sisters and happiness. It is exciting.

Either way. I have been coming to this new Starbucks for.... 3 days in a row now. I have been writing papers. And stealing their internet. And wondering, what it is that one does when one does not have internet.

No internet? It's a sad place.

A place I don't want to be for much longer. Alas. That means I should probably go to the store and set up my new account. Alas.

Another thing to do.

This week has been enlightening. I have realized that I really hate group projects. I really dislike students in graduate school programs who do not understand graduate school. And the effort one should try to make when one is participating in projects and assignments.

Gah.

Do you know how many people come to Starbucks to also steal internet? A lot. I have met some of them. Such nice people.

But right now? I look like a homeless person writing on their computer, and writing random musings about stealing internet. It's enjoyable. Who doesn't like that?

I have been reading new blogs. They make me laugh and smile and cry and think. I like it. I like thinking, because thinking about writing especially, makes me want to write more. I am going to try to write more. I am not saying that this will happen, because well.... I don't like to make promises I may or may not keep. But I am going to try.

Because writing? It is therapeutic. And my internship is over now, so I can write about the year that has been my life that causes me to drink. ((Not a lot Mom, don't worry)). But this internship? The one that I have just completed? I am happy it is over. I am happy that it will no longer be stealing my soul for 16 hours per week. I am happy that I will no longer have to deal with women who think that they should exert their power over students whom they are not teaching. I am happy that supervisors who do not actually supervise will be out of my life. And I am happy that I will not have to be a life coach to someone who was supposed to be teaching me.

Sometimes, it feels like I am much older than my 24 years.

This can be good. And sometimes? It is very frustrating.

This post? Very random. My apologies, 2 people in the world that are reading this right now.