The latest on life post graduation

You know many people used to say to me at various times throughout my college career... "stay in school for as long as you can" and I never believed them until now. Not only did I think they were crazy but I now I look back and hate them for being so right on.





Life post graduation...you realize that the world truly is much bigger than the Rogers Park Illinois, when they say that your friends move away they literally mean move away like even out of the country, not just the state. Thanks Derby and Smartypants! But also post graduation has been such a blessing. You don't realize that you live in this little college bubble until you completely step out of it alone.



Yeah it's been lonesome at times, because you think you're the only one dealing with post graduation because everyone else around you has found the dream job right out of college or your closest friends (cough cough) are all volunteering. But a lot more friends are dealing with this issue than one might think.




I knew I needed to get out of Phoenix and out of this funk, so my Mamus had given me the suggestion of checking out Chicago once more and seeing if I wanted to do that for a few months before I would start up this Au-pair thing in Europe that I've applied for and then just start up being an Au-pair in January. So I booked a ticket and flew to Chicago a week later.




What another wake up call that was, visiting Loyola and seeing familiar faces. It was amazing though. I went and played catch with two friends and one of them said something about you know how much it stinks not having some of your best friends around, but I'm happy starting this new journey in my life. And I completely agree, it's definitely scary and new and exciting and nerve wrecking, but you kinda in a weird way have more control over your life.


It's interesting to hear and see where some of your friends are now-a-days. And I cannot help but looking back at this past week that I spent in Chicago and see how truly amazing and beautiful my life really is. I know that sounds cheesy but I was able to be reunited with friends whom I haven't seen in awhile or best friends for over five years. Time flies and we grow up and mature so much. I am just so happy to be alive and finally be getting control over my life.

So my plan as of today is this...I am moving back to Chicago in less than a week and a half and moving into this gorgeous apartment with this amazing woman named Judy (who Julie introduced me to) off of Diversey and Sheridan Road oh and ummm yeah that's right paying only 200 dollars a month for rent. I have a few job offers but am currently sending out my resume to a few places. Sota gave me hope when he said that for every ten resumes you send out, then at least you should hear from one company.

So we'll see. Things are really starting to fall into place, the way things should do when they're the right fit. Anyhoo here are just a few fotos from this past week hanging out with friends. Ciao for now:)

Sebby's near death experience...

Today I learned a beautiful lesson...

My uncle Sebby here in Arizona had a terrible car accident today on his way from my house but on his way to work. He called me earlier this morning to ask me if I wouldn't mind taking care of his 2 year old daughter Abby (whom I'm secretly obssessed with lately) since his wife Marcy had to take care of a few things at work this morning. Me babysitting Abby? Nope not a problem, ya know just bring her over.

My uncle Sebby has a seizure disorder and ended up having a seizure while on the highway approaching his exit. The last thing he remembered before completely going into his seizure was that he was hitting the metal railing along the highway. The next thing he remembered was that the paramedics from the ambulance were pulling him out of the side window after they broke the glass to get him out. Since he went into his seizure he had no recollection whether or not he hit another car or what happened to his car.

My Mamus received a call from Marcy hysterical and asking my Mamus to come to the hospital. So my Mamus and I quickly got dressed and I drove to the hospital since I knew she was already an emotional train wreck. As I was driving on the highway approaching the hospital all I could do was check both sides of the highway searching for car parts and hoping "God, please let Sebby be okay and in one piece".

When we got to his emergency room my body had gone numb, and it brought back so many memories for me of when I had been in the emergency room 7 years ago when I was a sophomore in high school. I hate hospitals, I hate the way they smell, and I absolutely hate needles. I know I don't like using the word "hate" but in this instance I can stand using it.

As his room MT 1 was approaching my heart started beating faster and I had my Mamus go in front of me. I saw Marcy from behind the curtain red faced and drained from crying so hard, and then I saw Sebby with his hospital gown on and his red and white Nike gym shoes. I was completely ecstatic and relieved. I could at that moment not been any happier to see him. Marcy and Sebby have been the one thing in Arizona that I have helped me get through so much this summer. And I would not be as happy as I am now if it wasn't for them.

I saw Marcy holding his hand and all I could think about was how amazing God truly is and how present he is in my everyday. I see the love this couple has for each other and I only pray that one day I will find that...what a beautiful lesson I learned today...thanks God!

Wowzers! Is this really where I've gotten to?

So I am starting a new blog quite similar to that of my Spain blog which was under the address: LifeofWazienka.blogspot.com

So now all of you will be forced to read this one, the new and updated blog. Today's Sunday and I just returned from Puerto Peñasco Mexico yesterday afternoon. I am totally bummed out. I had one of the best weeks of my life in Mexico. I met so many people from all over the world. It was a blast and I can't believe I'm already back.

Two weeks ago, my uncle Sebby and aunt Marcy asked if I wanted to come with them to Mexico since they had a time share and could get an extra room for super cheap. They said I needed to get my mind off of things and to get a break away from my parents. So I asked the rents and I was off...to be continued...