Woke up in the morning feeling like Ke$ha. But not really, that would be awful.

I've come to the conclusion that college is done completely wrong. Let's think for a second about the fact that most students graduate around the age of twenty two, some younger, some older. And at this baby age we are expected to know what we want to do with our life, or at least have a good enough idea to be able to find a career that will suit what we want to do. It's really quite preposterous. I think someone really needs to revamp this whole college idea. And this is what I suggest: I think students should go to school for two years and then have to take a mandatory work break for two years and then go back and finish up. Here is what would happen during that two year work break- we would get an entry level job, like most of us do right out of college, have a chance to really get a taste for what we hate to do, and what we really like to do so then we could go back and know what it is that we really want to study. Also, it would make most students probably that much more appreciative of college for their last two years after seeing how awful it is in the real world. Does this make more sense to anyone else? Finally, after being out of college a year, well technically half of year, but I am counting my fake graduation back in May '09, I am just now figuring out that I actually would like a career involving writing. I don't know how, or where, or what, and I blame all of my unanswered questions on the ill planning of college. Why wasn't there a course in college called How To Get Rich Quick? Or How To Get Your Own Reality Show? Or How to Write a Catchy But Terribly Annoying Song "Woke up in the morning feeling like P Diddy..." Sometimes I wonder if these are actually the classes that are taught at schools like South University and Argosy. I could totally see Ke$%h&*#2a going to a school like that sitting along side Snooki and the creator of Crocs. The three of them just happily taking notes knowing it's only a matter of time before they are all rich. Assholes. How did Ke$h know what P Diddy felt like in the morning anyway, is what I've always wondered.

Three more days... three more days until countless Fb statuses about the football game. Three more days until Lincoln is as fun as Las Vegas (I mean how I imagine Vegas, it wasn't really that wild when I was 16 on a State Farm Insurance trip with my family) Three more days until its time to drink with a group of friends larger than just two people, sometimes just one, I mean most times just one. Oh Lincoln, get ready. And most importantly, Lazzari's stock up on spicy chicken. And don't be stingy on the ranch, either.