Incessant Rants.

Today is the day that I really have nothing of consequence to talk about. I wish this was a two-sided conversation because then you could actually give me a topic to discuss, rather than listen to me talk about how awesome it was to meet Sarah Palin yesterday. Or about how I had an awkward one-on-one conversation with one of my professors, concerning his dating life. Both of those situations are regrettably factual.

I've got roughly 48 hours until I get the key to my new (not really new) apartment. We are moving to this place that my best friend Mary likes to call the "crack shacks" which doesn't really rest easy on my weary soul.... Surprisingly though, I've never been so excited about anything. The place is cheap and moving everything is going to be a huge hassle, but it's my first place that I'm paying for. My parent's names are not listed anywhere on the leasing agreement. THAT'S A HUGE STEP, EH???? I'mAnAdultI'mAnAdultI'mAnAdult. It sounds weird when you say that really fast. No more smelly dorms, no more campus rules, no more bunk beds (even though bunk bed forts are the coolest). I'll miss being walking distance from classes and having all of my closest friends right next door, but this is all worth it. PLUS now all I have to do is convince Mary to let me get a little kitten....

This is kind of weird to describe, but whenever I'm stuck in my college mundane life, my thoughts and thinking process becomes almost mundane as well. You get heavily into your routine that you never stop to take a break and really see that You Are Living Your Life. If all you do is finish your homework, go to work at your scheduled time, go to bed so you'll have the correct amount of hours, eat this type of food, say this type of thing, read these types of books... well WHAT THE HELL. That's not living at all. As soon as Mary and I left campus to look for apartments, it struck me like a school bus hitting Regina George. THIS IS MY FREAKING LIFE AND LOOK WHAT I'M DOING WITH IT. I don't want to have a mundane life filled with equally mundane thoughts. It makes me feel like vomiting repetitively. I promise I won't, it just makes me feel like it.

SO in order to correct this poorly-lived lifestyle, I have come up with a list of things, or life ambitions if you will. I don't guarantee that I will follow all of them, but I sure as heck will try. And if you're cool and still reading this, you should try some of these too. It would bring lack-luster pleasure to my mundane soul.