Back after who knows how long. What is with this cold weather? Is this not Texas? Is this not why I found moving here from Michigan worthwhile? I think its going to warm up so I can actually go outside and not cry the whole time.
So what's new? I'd talk about how dumb school is and how intoxicated I get every weekend, but I've realized that if you were to write about your life, I would just get bored, so I'm going to spare you the precious seconds I'm wasting from your life.
That's one thing I've noticed lately. I feel like a person can only be in your life for so long until one just becomes bored of the other. I hate to be the Debbie Downer in your life but I'm just talking truth, like Ke$ha. I honestly feel like if I lived at home, I'd get really depressed from it after about 6 months. I'm positive that moving 1500 miles away was the best thing that could have happened. It makes coming home so much sweeter than it is for most people.
Plus all of the girls are down here anyway.
I wonder what that means about me marrying someone, someday. Am I just gonna call it quits after 5 years? Scary scary thoughts.
I feel like this year, everyone should step outside their comfort zone and do something ridiculously un-(insert your name)-like. I'm going to the UP this summer to check out this haunted lighthouse with my friends. But you have to remember that my face is next to "wimp" in the dictionary, so its totally legit. I also think I might try hard liquor more. My stomach is about as weak as me, I feel like if something's gonna get stronger, it won't be my muscles.
You're an idiot if you didn't think that last one was a joke. Name the last successful person you knew who made it a resolution to drink more. Butt cake.
In my dilemmas class the other day, we were talking about economic happiness. Some girl's powerpoint told us that if you get married and graduate high school, you'll be economically stable. Do I look stupid? Unless you're a certified gold digger, you're not gonna marry just so it keeps you off the streets, you marry someone because you're in love with them and you don't want to wake up next to a different person for as long as you live. And as for worrying about your income....you're only going to receive what you put into this life. If you don't want to make money, don't go to school. Is it really that hard to understand?
From what I've heard, your soul gets crushed around the age of 29 or 30 by an entity known as "the real world." That means anyone who really even reads this has a good 8-10 years before its "bye bye social life." And this is when we transition back to the whole "outside you're comfort zone" thing. Hell, live it up. Am I ashamed that I drunkenly pledged to a frat and don't remember anything about it? Not really (that's kinda cool, actually). But am I going to tell my grandchildren about it when they hit preschool? You bet your sweet ass I am.
Well that's enough blabbering and useless thinking I have tonight. At this pace, you can expect me back when I'm legal. Lemme hear you say "Drunk blog"!!!
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