Home again

I've been back in San Francisco for two weeks now after what's been a rather exiciting year at UBC. I have no regrets going to that school. My social life was more vibrant than it ever has been, the classes were enriching and Vancouver was an awesome city to be in. I've met some of the most intersting people from around the world. The year and its experiences made me more confident and headstrong.

I was always very concious of the fact that I was in a different country. Sometimes this was a big deal, other times it wasn't. Living in Canada really made me question my identity as an American, a Californian and a San Franciscan. I found myself often vigorously defending my country whenever anti-American rhetoric reared its ugly head. Meeting other Americans from other parts of the country also gave me new perspectives on the US and what life in like in the county outside of my little San Francisco-Bay Area bubble; that my hometown isn't the only progressive and leftist city in the country.

Also, for the second time in my life, I met a guy who I have feelings for and who i'd like to be monogamous with. I don't know why tat feeling for me is so rare. I often get infatuated with guys who i realistically wouldn't want to be with in the long run. But this special guy made me not want to be my usual sexually liberal self. While he was with me, for the week that he was in vancouver, I only wanted to be with him. no one else. It was a kind of fulfilling feeling I wish I experineced more often. Unfortunately the distance between us will keep me from feeling that, as I know I a long distanced relationship isn't a realistic option for us.

So in the mean time I'm getting back into the swing of things, living at home with my family. Things have been pretty good. Annie is still going strong, Charlotte is an excellent student and health/nutrition nazi, my mom and i still find things to argue and nag each other about, dad hasn't changed and haven't seen Matt yet. I'm trying to find a job, to take the empty time off my hands. I've applied to about 10 places. Hopefully I'll get soemthing. I feel guilty that I haven't worked for the past year. compared to most people my age, I have very little expereince with real jobs. My numerous hours of volunteering experience look good, but it'd be nice to get paid for a change.

I'm trying to make new friends this summer, as I've realized that I have very few here. I'm trying to take a holistic approach to friend making. A little something known as friends with benefits. It works well for me I realize. One nighters and nsa aren't for me.