Ditch the box?

Oigan!

Ah. Another fine evening in Valparaiso. It's rather quiet and everyone is asleep...except for me. I have a hard time getting myself to work or do anything at all when it gets dark, but I really have to finish this part of my paper or else I have failed. No completamente, pero...eh.

   Have you ever wanted something that you thought you wouldn't want? If so, isn't it a strange feeling? "Ife, de que hablas?"

I'm talking about staying in Chile.

Treason. Treason you say. What if I stayed? Obviously I HAVE to go back, but honestly at this point in time, I'd rather just be here and...IDK. Tan raro, pero quizá es el ambiente del programa que me hace pensar en quedarme acá o es algo distinta. I can't put my finger on it. I just am not ready to leave. I'm not leaving yet, but in one month and 5 days, my plane takes off.

Today, I rethought law school. Nothing too dep, but because I feel like I've been given a lot of privilage in this life, I want to be able to share what I've been given in a deep/profound way. To be a children's lawyer. Is that even the proper term. Minors' lawyer? Juvenile lawywer? lo que sea. This is what I'm thinking, however, whenever I think of lawyer, I think formal, box.

I don't like boxes and don't do well in them. I'm uncertain, not extreeemly organizada and like to sit in the park and just watch people. Do lawyers do that? Do they? Okay, I'm sure not all lawyers are hard core people with little to no breathing room, but I'm sooo not that. I'm Ms. smiley that enjoys to rock out to music and watch romantic movies at night with a cup of Milo and lots of cookies.

I'm the girl who doesn't mind working at a kid's summer camp because I love the great outdoors and can't go for too long without naturaleza or some form of outdoors feel. Fresh air? Yes, please. I need to read articles 2 times to fully understand and draw large images to write a paper. My life doesn't fit in a box.

But, I feel like being a child/juvenile, minors' lawyer is something I should do. Something concrete.

Nope. Now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense at all. My gut says no. Ditching the box and making a moment.