castle school

castle school
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my new work in cambridge, ma!

the rather large sleeve

ok...the verdict is in. my professional conversation went quite well, and i got the job. I AM MOVING TO BOSTON. that is by far the most exciting thing i have ever written on this blog. and, i was thinking about it, and it's also probably the "biggest" thing i've ever done. it's certainly the farthest i've ever moved. until now, the farthest was 45 minutes away from oregon city to newberg, to to a teeny tiny christian college. looking back, i cant believe how traumatizing that was for me, what a huge transistion it was. i know what you're thinking...if that was a huge transistion, how are you going to successfully move across the country? well, that was five years ago, and i like to think i've come a long way since then. and truthfully, i have. dont get me wrong, i'm not expecting this to be easy. i know i have a hard time with change. and there's a significant part of me that wants to call the whole thing off just so i can stay near most of the people that mean the most to me, jet over to brian's or my mom's whenever i feel like it, and ensure that i will be at the hospital when matea and geneva's little brothers or sisters are born. but i know, and you know, after listening to my complaining these many months, that i have to get out of here. i need a big change, a big city, a big, huge bucket of possibilities. before i went to boston for the interview, my friend tim told me that he was sure "G0d had something up his rather large sleeve" for me. i like that image, and it appears that he has (finally) pulled it out, and it is boston. i suppose i probably wont really believe it until i've been there for a few months, and i'm expecting it to be emotionally difficult for atleast that long. hopefully i'll acquire a hot boyfriend to comfort me in my angst. not to mention for safety reasons!

so it is looking like brian and i will be moving me in my car via a cross country road trip! how rad is that going to be? i've always wanted to do the cross country road trip thing, i came close once with my friend anne, and who better to do it with than your best friend? it'll be one last hurrah, as i have started to call everything that i'm planning in the little-more-than a month before i leave. the road trip? one last hurrah. the jack johnson show in bend? one last hurrah. living with brian for two weeks before i leave? one last hurrah. the huge going away party i want my friends to throw for me even though they dont know yet? one hell of a last hurrah.

of course, now that i have FINALLY got another job, i can FINALLY give my notice at roth's!!! praise hallelujah! how long have i dreamed of this moment...and it will be happening on tuesday. FINALLY!!! i cant believe that God helped me survive these last months, as i think it was atleast three months ago that i was seriously contemplating just quitting and getting a job as a waitress here in mac. thank you, God, for helping me not to settle, and to wait for this amazing opportunity you have given me. may this be a lesson to all you readers out there! good things really do come to those who wait...and wait...and suffer...and wait.

this is so insane, i cant believe it, etc, etc, etc!!!!

contemplating cambridge

harvard black and white
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fungwah, baby!

as i write this, i am sitting at the window of a starbucks in the heart of soho, nyc! un-freaking-believable. today is a very brave day for me -- i rode the fungwah bus from boston to chinatown, new york, all by myself, and now i am wandering the streets of manhattan, with only my whims and red map to guide me. i wanted to come to soho because it's the shopping hub of the country and i think it'd be fun to see some celebs. so far the closest to a celeb i've seen is a tiny film crew documenting two fashionable chicks walking down the street. i've been brave enough to briefly pop into a few carrie-bradshaw-worthy shops, but i shy away from most of them, fearing that salespeople can see right into my brain's "where's the clearance section?" mindset. i've got the nyc persona down pat, walking briskly in front of oncoming traffic with a scowl on my face. my darn polite oregonian manners keep bubbling up though, but i figure that's not such a bad thing. there is a teeny, tiny, squirming baby next to me at starbucks, and i'm dying to take about 20 pictures of it. why isn't it socially acceptable to take pics of stranger's kids? come on!

last night i saw the most amazing fireworks i've ever seen by far. twinkling stars, swirling comets, ever-expanding bursts of neon lines...it was so beautiful. we all watched, captivated, for about 20 minutes, in a state of complete viewing ecstasy. and then the sky cleared, and we were left with only an aftertaste and a strong desire for more. tim has roof access, so we were able to watch them explode over the charles river from the best possible spot. the boston pops orchestra played along with the show on the radio, coordinating their crescendos with the booms of the explosions. it was the first fourth of july i've ever actually loved.

i case you cant tell, i actually wrote that above stuff yesterday. after finishing my day in nyc, i came to a couple more conclusions.

1. i was totally jipped out of seeing any celebrities despite trekking through the city for five hours with a twenty pound backpack and blisters from my new shoes.

2. i found all of the hot guys! they're in boston and new york. sorry, oregon.

love is like a role that we play -- dashboard confessional

comfy new shoes

i've been in boston for almost three days now, and i pretty much love it here. tim and i and his wonderful friends have been having lots of fun and random adventures. we spent saturday on the freedom trail, including many diversions and a huge hike up bunker hill monument (a large phallic symbol in the center of boston), sunday was cambridge, where my "professional conversation" is and where i'm hoping to live if i move here and then out with some of tim's peops to a bar called "the republic" which was strangely decorated with chinese war memorabilia, including a huge boot that appeared to be made out of pie tins, and then today we're strolling newberry street, a shopping mecca. i just bought these shoes i've been wanted for many moons, and i was hoping to get them in boston so they'd be even cooler. they're black and white checkered vans. see: tim lives in one of my favorite areas of boston, beacon hill, and from his roof you can pretty much see the whole city. we're watching the fireworks from up there tonight.

besides all of this diary type reporting of what i've been doing, there is of course a whole tide of conflicting emotions that come when you're visiting an amazing city and thinking of moving here very soon. it's exciting, it's scary...my biggest fear is moving here and being alone. i know that won't happen, but i know it's going to be hard, atleast for awhile, and there's a part of me that wants to stay in my comfy, full of reliable friends place in oregon. yet i know i cant, i know i'm suffocating there. this is all just very surreal, how comfortable i feel here after just three days.

scammed!

scammed!
Originally uploaded by lizzy poo.

hanging in a park by harvard square, i was scammed by a con-artist disguised as a bum into paying $1 for a free newspaper

me in boston

me in boston
Originally uploaded by lizzy poo.