Short Update... less emo

I got a call from the Peace Corps today asking for some additional information from my doctor's office. I learned my lesson from the last time, and asked for confirmation when they received my doctor's fax, I already wasted enough time assuming that everything was fine even when it wasn't. I am happy to say that the nurse who I talked to confirmed that they had received the fax, and claimed that I should be cleared soon! Let's all cross our fingers that I pass evaluation, and get my invitation soon, I am tired of not knowing.

Eat, Sleep, Check Status... repeat

I always thought that I would be sad when I moved out of my college apartment, but instead I'm just anxious. I guess I'm not the nostalgic type. Maybe I am a little, it just takes a while. Whenever I am getting ready for a big life change, I get very antsy, I just can't handle not doing anything. My mom keeps telling me to slow down, enjoy it, go to the beach, stop letting money make my decisions for me. Stuff like that. I think I could do that a lot easier if I knew where I was going to be next year.

I also have weird dreams whenever I'm about to move or do something new- the one thing that they have in common is that they are set in places that, how do I put this, don't exist anymore? They'll have the usual weird dream stuff, but they'll be in, say, the house I lived in when I was little, or my grandpa's house. They're always homes. I guess these places still technically exist but not in the same way. These dreams always feel nice, maybe relieved is the word for it. When I wake up, I'm sad.

I suppose that after I move out of my apartment for good, I'll eventually have dreams about it, but for now I'm just annoyed that things are so uncertain.

I talked to some people at Peace Corps today about my status to see if they received all of my medical forms. Apparently, they never got a fax that my doctor's office sent, which explains why I've been on hold for the past few weeks. Hopefully now that I fixed the problem, things will start moving again. Then I can start having weird dreams set in my mom's house, instead of sitting around in it.