Sunday, December 26, 2010

World's Suckiest Blogger=Me

I started this thing with the intention of not being a lame blogger that writes once and never again....HAHA! Alas, by this second entry I've met my objective....sweet victory...

But seriously, I'd love to say that my studies have been keeping me SO busy so there was simply NO time to write...but you kind people don't deserve bull shit like that... I WILL say, however, that thus far I have conveniently written at the beginning and end of a term, giving off the illusion that I planned it that way....I love it when my subconscious saves my rep...

Anyways, to sum it up. Oregon's good. I didn't like it at first. Actually, I hated it. My (now) boyfriend was quoted as saying (very cynically I might add), "I'm so glad I get to be the best part of the worst part of your life." I blame the utter disdain for the Beaver State on all of the big girl shtuff I had to deal with. Mostly growing up. Remember when you were a kid and your biggest worry was, like, if you'd get a bike for your birthday or if you'd get to eat cookies for breakfast? Being an adult? Totally overrated. I mean seriously, don't be fooled by all the hot shoes and the great sex and the no parents anywhere telling you what to do. Adulthood is responsibility. Responsibility, it really does suck. Really, really sucks. Adults have to be places and do things and earn a living and pay the rent. Kind of makes bikes and cookies look really, really good, doesn't it? The scariest part about responsibility? When you screw up and let it slip right through your fingers. Responsibility, it really does suck. Unfortunately, once you get past the age of braces and training bras, responsibility doesn't go away. It can't be avoided. Either someone makes us face it or we suffer the consequences. And still adulthood has it perks. I mean the shoes, the sex, the no parents anywhere telling you what to do. That's, pretty damn good.

So, I like Oregon now. Yeah, it's nice. It's not California, which thrills and saddens me at the same time. But for now I'm content. I have a beautiful life with beautiful people in it. I'm a lucky human. Beyond lucky.


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