let the blubbering commence...

ok.
so, this was supposed to be a space where I refect and write on serious and topical issues.
F'get that.
This is my column, from now on.
And I must say first off, that I have discovered that I am not one of those people who likes to live alone or spend a day to themselves or sit at home at read at night. I don't like quiet. I like noisy.
Honestly if things come down to the list above, I'll start running and screaming simultaneously.
I like being in the hustle and bustle. I like being in the midst of things. Not out of midst. In of midst.
Now, there will come a day where I might have to live alone. But there are ways to solve this-
ahem-
1. Get a roommate. Save some money, ya know. Twentysomething-it.
2. Own a boarding house. Now this would be fun! A house full of crazies! yeh. riiight.
3. Get married. One day, one day. sheesh
4. there is no #4
Finally let me clarify, I'm not lonely or afraid of being alone, I just don't like being cut off. Restless. Isolated. Call it what you will. I like to be on the move, NOT settled down.
I'm not Henry Thoreau and going to live in a tree in the woods for God knows how long.
Not me.

ok, well that made NO sense.
none-sense.

Reflections

So summer is coming to a close, and I have been nothing short of unproductive. This is the first thing I have written in months. Yeh...me...the journalist.

I wanted a summer of change and relaxation. And I got it. Sometimes you have to be careful what you wish for. I had a lot of first-times this summer.
Several vacations to amazing places.
Lots of wasted down time.
One of my best friends is getting married.
My circle changed, the people I trusted changed, and my personality changed.
Not all of it was good. I let love pass me by through fear, I feel farther from my family than I've ever been, and a dear friend's stricken with cancer.
I'm much more nervous about the upcoming year than I thought I'd be.

But I'm realizing that college is an experience. Sure its about learning neccessary skills to be productive and successful. It's also about learning to accept things, and move on.
By move on I mean recognize the pieces in life that are mere stepping stones to the next level.
Nothing can stay the same.




But there are exceptions ;]