Choosing Figs | Neurotic as Hell | A Travel, Lifestyle, and Life List Blog

No more teachers dirty looks.

1. I am officially a master. OK, not officially because I still have to turn in two papers over the weekend and I still won’t get my diploma until March because I am a slacker who missed the deadline. But I never have to go to school again! (Although I will be paying for it for a long, long time.) Joshua, who is apparently my only friend, met me at the wine bar to celebrate. I had lots of wine and raspberry beer. All you people who didn’t come celebrate are bad people 🙁 (insert valsadnoisehere)

2. I really need to stop impulsively buying Steppenwolf tickets.

3. Seriously, how is it that everyone else I know is seeing opera and I am not?

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

  • Rob
    November 14, 2007at9:50 am

    Had I known about it I would have been there… Sorry Val.
    We need to hang out soon… Saturday is full for me this weekend… what are you up to on Sunday?

  • heather
    November 14, 2007at8:09 pm

    what’s wrong with our dirty looks:)

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