Waiting for the Unexpected

Spontaneity is quite contagious. I long for a day when I don't know what happens next, and in a sense I suppose, life is very much spontaneous even if I try to plan it. Schedule's can only last so long, eventually as they say change comes about, and again I am forced to find another pattern for each unrecognizable day. How very dull, if you ask me. The truth is, I am tired of being lost in the routine, rather than finding the air, the small lines in-between. If I had a mission, it would be to hold on to the unstructured and unplanned impulsiveness in the midst of impossible reality.

Speaking of unplanned. My car is the epitome of surprises. Just two weeks ago it wouldn't start. I took it into the shop. A few days later, I was told that the computer had been reset, they were monitoring it, and everything seemed kosher. Wunderbar. So, my brother went to pick it up, and he drove a whole five blocks...and then it stalled in the middle of 1st street. Not my idea of spontaneity, but I suppose I can't complain. Anyway, I just got it back today. I honestly hope this is the last mishap from the Intrepid for awhile. I would be eternally grateful.

I took my final Friday in Humanities. The end, as I know it. Well, for three weeks at least. 3 credits richer, and 6 credits total for the summer. Not too bad, however, I sincerely hope I can get the rest of my credits during the school year and graduate on time. It is exciting and almost surreal as I stand upon the brink of my senior year. Nearly a few months away from reality, the working world. I must say, the economy has given me quite a scare. I worry about job opportunities after graduation, but I try to remember a small notion my Dad always told me "Most things you worry about never happen." I hope he's right.

Tomorrow, vacation commences. It couldn't come fast enough. I am beyond thrilled, and ready to hit the open road. Sometimes, there just isn't anything that compares to long trips with good conversation, good views, and good friends. Speaking of which, I spent this past weekend in Omaha with Luke, Matt, and Tony! We went to the Zoo on Saturday, and then hit up a delicious Indian inspired restaurant and a couple bars as well. It was great spending a weekend with the boys. I forget how much I love being with men, their laid-back and (spontaneous!) attitude towards life. I find I've acquired some wonderful guys in my life. I can't honestly thank them enough, for just being themselves.

Upon the brink of a 25+ car ride, I find myself wondering how passing the time will commence. I am sure that among five brains, there should be something worth our while. I am more than eager to go back to Cali, but I must admit I didn't think I would be making a trip up this soon! I only just visited in March for Spring Break, and I am delighted to be going back. Twice in a year. Not too bad. I am quite looking forward to what I will be waiting at my return, however. School seems oddly in my favor this year, as it is not just classes and a piece of official calligraphied (made up word) paper that I am happy to tend to, but also friends I've missed. Some especially in particular. Here's to having a planner, and not planning anything at all.