For those of you who don't know, I'm not an outwardly religious person. I try very hard to keep in mind that other people have views different from mine. However, I have to chalk this one up to God, because at this point... what the heck else could it be?
(Brief backstory)
I hate DeKalb. There's not one particular thing that I can point out that I hate about it, but I just do. That really sucks, because I've built somewhat of a life here. I think I hate DeKalb so much because I've been here too long without having graduated.
Anywhoozle...
I'm talking to my boyfriend, Josh, about this and I'm rambling about moving away for awhile to find myself, yadda yadda yadda... then all of a sudden I utter this sentence: "I think I should just move to Bangor, Maine."
BANGOR, MAINE? Really, self, really?
So for shits and giggles (more for the giggles) I decided to Google "Bangor, Maine". Lo and behold, it is the town of my dreams. It's on the water, there's a very low crime rate, it's inexpensive to live there, and just a few miles away is UMaine, a college whose main programs revolve around science.... BUT WAIT. There's a french program in their grad school. Why, you ask? Because there's a large population of, you guessed it, French-speaking people from Canada!!
How unbelievable that I pulled a town that I had probably never heard of before out of my ass, only to have it be the town of my dreams.
Update: I filled out one of those "Tell Me More" forms, come to find out they're understaffed and their French graduate program is not taking anymore applicants until they can find professors.
So, I'm thinking I'll just live there.
Thoughts??
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My belief (or lack thereof) requires me to disagree with credit/blame going to god, but hey, that's an interesting development. I hope the additional information gives you a better idea of what Bangor (or is it the school) would be like.
Bangor sounds kinda dirty.
also, I love the subject title of the blog.
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