Insidious

College is messed up.

It takes you away from your familiar home, friendly faces, encouraging peers, and throws you in this hole of "unknown."* You never know what is around the corner. Sometime's it's so much fun, then other times it is just creepy. Like the movie Insidious. Creepiest movie I have seen in a long time. I found myself screaming "NOT THE BABY!" one too many times.

..you know what. That was a bad analogy. College is nothing like the movie Insidious. That movie was just plain creepy.

Sometimes I wonder if my unknown is the wrong unknown. How does one know if their unknown is the right one? College is messed up in the way that it gives you so many choices. Let's face it, in high school, you don't get choices. You do your homework, you get good grades, you sleep, you eat, you do what you are told.* In college, you could make the choice to walk to some guy's apartment at midnight and watch a movie and wind up staying all night freaking out with your roommate about how messed up it is. Or you could go back to your room and do your homework. You could keep in touch with friends from high school, or ignore them all together and focus on the new ones. The strange thing is, there is a middle ground too when it comes to choices. I think that is the hardest thing about college. Making these choices for myself, jumping into the blackness and hoping they are the right choices.

Now that you sat through a long and philosophical rant on my life - HERE'S A FUNNY PICTURE.

This is real. It is located right outside my dorm. So yes, you can get your hair cut while listening to crazy drunk people singing '80's love songs. Maybe I'll see you there one day. However, I'll be the one singing, and Condor will be getting his hair cut. Not sure how you fit into this picture.

Fin.

(*this might only occur in my crazy-white-girl-middle-class life.)