Home Sweet Home

I'm back in the city and it feels great. How am I EVER going to travel? I miss my mom and I would have liked to stay longer but St. Louis feels like camping out to me. Pathetic, right? I hate being in a car and you have to drive everywhere. All I wanted was a salad, a real salad, the whole weekend. I am so spoiled here with all of my vegetarian options and amazing food that the thought of going to Friday's for lunch made me really depressed. Yuck.

In the defense of the city that has a lot of nice things, I did not grow up there. Still, when I go to Bucks County, PA , where I did grow up, I feel the same way. Like, how do you still live here? Don't you know what else is out there? Don't you want more? I guess not for some people. Like my mom pounds in my head every time I make a rude comment, "That's why there's chocolate and vanilla." I know I don't even know the half of it since I have never been out of the country but my money situation keeps me from it. So I will live vicariously through Melissa for now.

It was so nice seeing my mom though. Sometimes I feel like she is a little disappointed in me. I know she wants me to be a khaki wearing, Lily Pulitzer loving, pre-med student, which was sort-of my plan before. She looked at me SO strange every time I got dressed and kept trying to get me to change. This was my first trip to visit her where I said, No, I look cute. I even told her that I am looking into journalism and how I can still continue to work in healthcare, just not full-time. I could see the disappointment, but I need to stop trying to please everyone and just be me. I have never chosen the "safe" choice and SHE taught me that. So why start now?

On another note, my friend, who would like to remain a secret, has started a blog, in the hopes of it becoming an online mag. Its adorable so check it out :) http://chickmagazine.blogspot.com/

Cross your fingers for Blake tonight! I voted for him 24 times. ;)