Everything up until now has been fairly nice. I grew up in Livermore, CA (Episode I), moved to San Francisco for 8 years of school (Episodes II and III), and now I get to take a little break before going back to school next year (Episode V... coming soon).
I had some really nice plans for Episode IV. I was going to move to Japan to immerse myself in a different culture, eat lots of great food and support myself as an English teacher for 6 months. Then I was going to travel around Asia... or maybe even the world... starting in Korea, then to China, SE Asia and then wherever else I could afford.
So for 6 months I'd been saving, learning Japanese and filling out paperwork (oh, and writing my Master's thesis). Things were going great. Then, the day after I finished writing my thesis, 4 days before my thesis defense, 6 days before I had to move out of my room, and 8 days before my flight to Japan, I got some BAAAAAD news. Due to some accidental inconsistencies in my paperwork, my case needed to be reviewed and reprocessed. A week later, I had to cancel my flight and I didn't know when or if I'd get my VISA. My bags were packed and there was nowhere to go.
I was full of anxiety and a little bit bitter. I didn't take long to decide that I was going to move to Hawaii, find a room, get a part time job, and surf while Japan figured out what it wanted to do with me. Besides, I couldn't waste all of the awesome going-away dinners/parties that were thrown for me (Everyone had a lot of fun at those parties. They must've been really happy to see me go, haha).
Anyway, while not surfing poor+ conditions and Ocean Beach and drinking PBR, I spent last week preparing for Hawaii. Today I (re)packed my bags and tomorrow I'm flying out of Oakland. My priorities this week (in order of importance) are to find a room, a bike, a surfboard, and a job.