This past month

has, without a doubt, been the busiest month of my life. The highs have been skyscrapingly deliriously wonderfully high, and the lows have been horrifyingly soul-stompingly low. But I am here, now, and things are good. Great, even.

I graduated from the University of Chicago yesterday. ISN'T THAT CRAZY?????? The reality hasn't really set in. I cannot accept the fact that I am no longer going to be able to walk into the Reg or Ratner anymore. And it's not even like I would want to go to the gym, but it's still nice to have it as an option, i.e. something that I deceive myself into promising I will do when I am gluttonously stuffing my face with tasty treats.

Everyone always asks me if I feel different, being a graduate and all now. While I don't feel drastically different today than I did on Friday during my last final per se, I definitely do think these past three years have changed me quite a lot. I am in so many ways an other person than my weird first year self (although, I have been told I am still weird, just in different ways...) As hideously cliche as it sounds, college has really opened my eyes, both to the outside world and to my own self. I don't know if it's a product of just this age, when we mature into adults and stuff, or if it's just because the Magnet was an exceptionally opaque shield from real life - probably a combination of the two - but I just feel like I "get" things so much better now, and that I am very much more of my own person. It's good - great, even.

O K, that is enough reflecting for now. I have orientation/my first official day of real, full-time employment in... 7 hours...shit's crazy right now!!!! Also, I need malaria pills from someone, anyone. Also, I have not packed for India at all, mostly because I have no suitable clothing (apparently everything I own is too slutty). I am pretty much drenched in yikessauce...mmm, sauce.

Moving on, I was talking to my roommate about this earlier, and we agreed that Facebook sometimes kind of sucks these days. Well, it's great for peripheral purposes, like stalking attractive people or keeping in touch with old friends, but it's not great in terms of sharing information with people you actually care about. And I think it definitely stifles creativity because it "nutshells" everyone and we get so used to it that we forget there are other ways of interacting with each other. Here are all my past jobs! I love Justin Bieber and Crystal Castles! I can fit on a couch cushion! I look awkward at graduation! Ta-dah!...no.

In an effort to end this mindlessness, I am making the following Half-New-Year's-sorta-resolution: instead of diluting my life into Facebook through 100s of pictures that don't really mean anything to most people, I will instead devote that time towards this blog, writing about the events in more detail/posting only the most important or fun or relevant pictures and sharing them with people I truly care about. That is not to say I am swearing off Facebook or anything, but I definitely think all that time tagging and captioning unexceptional photos would be better put towards making entries here. To that end, I secretly am hoping that all my friends will make blogs too so we can form this awesome cult of bloggers and read each others' insights and share music and tell each other all our innermost secrets and spoon together at night time.

Oh, and I realize the irony of going on and on about posting pictures when I haven't posted the ones from the previous entry, but that's only because my cousin who is visiting me is sleeping in my room and I do not want to grab the USB cable/wake her up. I will try to get them up tomorrow night, along with a new entry.

I also realize that I spend more time talking about how I am going to improve this blog than actually writing in it. BUT that will change. It'll be good - great, even.