It's almost June.
Since my last entry, I have lighten up a bit. I am still looking for jobs, and still procrastinating on buying a plane ticket home, but I am living day by day- week by week. I don't want to have to admit to myself that I will have to return to the US. Not yet. I don't think I will handle it well when I have to level with myself and say, 'Yes Amy, you have to go home now.' It just seems so final.

Last weekend I was in Cologne, like usual and I went running with Elaine. Well, my foot found a nice rock or tree root in the path and I fell on my hands and knees. My left hand and both of my knees are all cut up, but for the most part I am fine. It's a good conversation topic, if anything.

I am listening to Cities 97 online and I am kinda bummed to be missing the Basicilla Block Party. I didn't go last year because I was trying to not spend money because I was coming here. And, I won't arrive back in time for it and I am dying to see a concert. I haven't been to a concert since...I don't even know. It was definately sometime last year, though.

Oh, I am definately going to Croatia. Tickets are booked and hostel is reserved. Some of us were going to go and rent a house, but a bunch of people decided not to go- wimps!- so, it's just cheaper to stay in a hostel.

Well, other than that...not much new here. The weather is awesome- sunny and 80 degrees.

They'll be time enough for counting when the dealings done.
So I am having a difficult day. I am sitting at the computer trying to find and apply for jobs...checking email and looking at flights to come back to Minnesota. Frankly, its all too much for me. I was riding the train home last weekend and I was listening to my mp3 player and this song came on with the lyrics: Yeah, I'm alright...never been better in my life...' And, I just started crying. Right there. And, if you folks know me at all, I'm not the kind of person to breakdown on a train after hearing some lyrics to a song. But, it's all coming to a close for me here and I don't know what to do anymore. I guess I am just forseeing the rediculous amounts of problems re-adjusting I am going to have when I get home. I sit here and I am an international student...an intern...a native english speaker...but once I go home it's all gone. Nothing will be that clear anymore and that makes me a little nervous. So, this is my quarterlife crisis for you all- and that's your only warning you'll get from me, so be prepared when I get home!