Ok so this is part 2 of my, I guess you could call it, bio. Sorry about the big gap between part 1&2 but the last month of school was hectic. Alright here we go:
After that eventful point in my life, I barely graduated high school. But I made it. Went on to study at the Arts Institute of Philadelphia, mainly because I wanted to design cars... and because it was the only school that would accept me without my SAT's. There I started letting go and entered the "i don't give a fuck about anything" scene. Partying every night, drugs, running around doing questionable things around the city... I was becoming a fuck-up.
After a year and a half of that, I decided to try to step my life up because I was getting nowhere. So I left the AI and met up with my mom who had moved right outside of Chicago at the time with her new boyfriend. But there I finally crashed and fell into such a big depression that I was actually looking forward to dying. I hated everyone, had nightmares about spiders almost every single night, never left my corner of the house- it just sucked. Then my best friend convinced me to go to school in the smallest town ever in central Pennsylvania. I had nothing better to do so one day I just packed my stuff, kissed my mom on the cheek and took off. Started school again and finally saw my life turning around. Or at least I tried to convince myself it was.
But I still felt like shit though. You know like when you're having a bad day, you try to think positive, walk around with a forced smile hoping that it would change the mood, talk to someone who you know would make you feel better, but none of it really works and you still have that heavy, blurry, gray feeling after putting so much effort into changing things around? (maybe?) I felt like that, but amplified. Then one day I came across an opportunity to study abroad. It was free so why not? I looked for the most random place that was offered, and Beijing it was. I just wanted to do something new, something different. So I left and had the time of my life! I was able to roam the country and do so much, but somewhere between camping on a broken down part of the great wall and finding myself stranded in a village for a week in the Tibetan mountains after the great Sichuan earthquake of 2008, I found my place; everywhere. Since then, I've studied abroad in China again, spent 5 epic weeks in Thailand where I got my first tattoo, cambodia, Laos and Burma. Then This year I was able to visit my brother who is stationed in Germany now, and I took the opportunity to see the country and head over to Switzerland and then Spain. I've now made it a mission to try and rack up as many countries and as many experiences as possible.
I can't explain why I'm sharing all of this. I I just wanted to see if people would find my story interesting. So feel free to leave some feedback.
After that eventful point in my life, I barely graduated high school. But I made it. Went on to study at the Arts Institute of Philadelphia, mainly because I wanted to design cars... and because it was the only school that would accept me without my SAT's. There I started letting go and entered the "i don't give a fuck about anything" scene. Partying every night, drugs, running around doing questionable things around the city... I was becoming a fuck-up.
After a year and a half of that, I decided to try to step my life up because I was getting nowhere. So I left the AI and met up with my mom who had moved right outside of Chicago at the time with her new boyfriend. But there I finally crashed and fell into such a big depression that I was actually looking forward to dying. I hated everyone, had nightmares about spiders almost every single night, never left my corner of the house- it just sucked. Then my best friend convinced me to go to school in the smallest town ever in central Pennsylvania. I had nothing better to do so one day I just packed my stuff, kissed my mom on the cheek and took off. Started school again and finally saw my life turning around. Or at least I tried to convince myself it was.
But I still felt like shit though. You know like when you're having a bad day, you try to think positive, walk around with a forced smile hoping that it would change the mood, talk to someone who you know would make you feel better, but none of it really works and you still have that heavy, blurry, gray feeling after putting so much effort into changing things around? (maybe?) I felt like that, but amplified. Then one day I came across an opportunity to study abroad. It was free so why not? I looked for the most random place that was offered, and Beijing it was. I just wanted to do something new, something different. So I left and had the time of my life! I was able to roam the country and do so much, but somewhere between camping on a broken down part of the great wall and finding myself stranded in a village for a week in the Tibetan mountains after the great Sichuan earthquake of 2008, I found my place; everywhere. Since then, I've studied abroad in China again, spent 5 epic weeks in Thailand where I got my first tattoo, cambodia, Laos and Burma. Then This year I was able to visit my brother who is stationed in Germany now, and I took the opportunity to see the country and head over to Switzerland and then Spain. I've now made it a mission to try and rack up as many countries and as many experiences as possible.
I can't explain why I'm sharing all of this. I I just wanted to see if people would find my story interesting. So feel free to leave some feedback.