Moving to the city is one thing but school is the reason for my life finally having a reason! Okay, so maybe it seems like that's a bit extreme but it's really how I feel. It all started when I moved back home. I definitely didn't want to move back in with my parents but I didn't really have a choice. As soon as I came back here I decided I had to make the most of it. I've never had any idea what I wanted to go to school for, that's one reason why I never went. It stressed me out a little bit thinking about what I wanted to do with my life, especially since I was oh so nicely handed a do over.
I was getting in the shower one day (I do my best thinking in there) and I told myself I wouldn't think about school. Maybe I would make cookies or something instead. It was like a mini lightbulb went on in my head. Anyone who knows me, knows that I tend to lack in self confidence. I don't think I would have taken my pastry school dreams so seriously if I hadn't just made myself a birthday cake a couple weeks before. It was covered in my home made fondant, was pretty, super tasty and reeked of my awesomeness.
So, after I got out of the shower I googled "baking school." I think The French Pastry school of Chicago was like the third link I clicked on and I fell in love. I'm uber pumped and I've never been more excited about anything in my life. Twenty-thousand dollars in school loans later and here I am, starting school in just 58 days.
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