OVERWHELEMD!

Disclaimer: I am well aware that I am most likely going to be hated for posting this. I should just be grateful...but I am SO OVERWHELMED with my Europe trip!

Don't get me wrong, I am absolutely thrilled to go to Europe, but this is not easy stuff. I have been out of the country twice before this. The first time I left this great nation it was to drop by Canada for an evening while I was in Washington. Canada isn't all that foreign. I just followed my brother around and besides a quick stop inside a marijuana bar, I came out relatively unscathed.

The second trip out of the country was an illegal job in Korea. Although illegal, everything (housing, travel, paycheck) was all taken care of by our shifty boss. The only tough part was sneaking out through a monsoon on a Friday morning. My "return to America" stamp is my favorite stamp in my passport.

So, here I am, facing the trip of a lifetime and freaking out just a little bit. I can't do this on my own! Trying to orchestrate hostel plans, travel plans, money plans, and itineraries for 3 countries in 13 days is a little crazy for a little girl like me. What kind of shoes do you wear? It is ok to be Catholic for 2 weeks so you can go to church at the Vatican and Notre Dame? Does my American credit card work abroad? How can you possibly fly comfortably for over 10 hours with legs that are this long? These are serious questions people!

In the end, I think I am going to have a melt down. Then, I will come home and be completely overwhelmed with how absolutely incredible the trip was and I am sure I will have plenty of stories about the millions of mistakes I made and the, no doubt, hilarious results of said mistakes. You have my permission to wait with baited breath.

Where Dreams Come True

I have a dream. I don't think I am an amazing writer by any means, but I do think I have spunk. I can be mildly entertaining, and sometimes I am even downright funny. Add all of this up, put it into a career test and what do you get? "You may want to consider a career as a Columnist."
I want to write for the papers. I want to write something that takes very little effort; outside of living your own life and sharing the lessons you learn from it. Oh, and being witty, clever and charming. I want to be like Carrie on Sex and the City. Only without the sex, and without the city.
Maybe it's not so exciting, but it is definitely more practical. I figure that to achieve this goal I should most likely go back to school, take some writing course, write for hours on end and pound the pavement in search of success OR I can just go the easy route. Thanks to blogging, I have my own little public forum where I can be Jennica, Recruitment Coordinator by day and Fearless, Clever Blogging Columnist by night.
Thanks blogger!