eal quick: rules say that you can’t do any post-editing, just back-spacing as you go, so much of this will (hopeully) be totally incoherent.
I’ve considered a few things I’d like tow rite about, but I feel it would be better just to write about my evening. The important things I want to write about deserve sober attention and at least a cursory once-over before their presentation to the masses at large.
As such - I’ve had a delightful evening! I’ve only got one more weekend left in my colege career, so I knew I should make the most of this one, but I dind’t. As I’ve mentioned (go find it yourself, I don’t feel like linking), I work all day Saturday, so my Friday evenings are quite dull. As such, my only option fo rmerry-making is Saturday night. Knowing that NaDruWriNi was upon us, I started drinking around 6:30 with my roommates Sara and Fonny.
Lucky for me, there was an Ultimate Fighter marathon on tonight. I’m not fond of reality TV, but I love wathcing guys beat the snot out of each other, so this show worked out for me. I watched it with roommates, and visited some friends, and some friends came to visit, and we had outstanding conversation, and it was, on the whole, a woinderful evening.
I graduate in two weeks, and this fact has not been anywhere but the front of my mind at any point this quarter. I feel like I should be making the most of my weekends and going out, but I’m so tired form class and work and social anxiety that I just want to hang out at home. I worry that things will be incredibly dull once I get a “real” job and move wherever, even if it is nearby.
So yes. My college career has been exciting, but lackluster at some points. There’s a whole ‘nother post coming about that, just you wait.
And in that vein, I have a lot to talk about once I get a few minutes to articulate my thoughts. Everything is chaning in a big way, and I’d like to write about it as it does, because in 20 yuears, I may look back at all this and use it as a basis for my memoirs.
And, as we all know, I wanna make lotsa money, so those memoirs gotta sell, baby!!
But seriously, this has been, without a doubt, the most stressful couple of months of my life. I’ve always thrived on the “It’ll all work out, don’t bother worrying” philosophy, but this time, I really don’t know where I’ll wind up. When I graduated middle school, I knew where I was going. When I graduated high school, I knew where I was going and had a pretty good idea why. Now, I know where I’d LIKE to be going and why, but I don’t KNOW where I’ll wind up or what I’ll be doing.
I don’t like worrying about things. Life is too short to worry about things like work and money, but when you’re broke and hungry, you don’t have many options.
I thought my NaDruWriNi post would be FAR more amusing and drunk and hilarious, but I got a lot on my mind these days. Drinking makes one honest, no? I drink, and you get an unfiltered view of my soul. I hope it was worth all the reading.