wine glass

I can't believe it- I'm two weeks in, and I am still alive. I'm actually surprising myself this semester with schoolwork. I have made it my goal thus far to avoid procrastination at all costs (I know, "avoid procrastination" sounds funny to me too, it's just for lack of a better word). So far, so good. Oddly enough, staying on top of things makes me happier. I can actually relax and enjoy my weekends.

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately... I am a junior in college. That still sounds so bizarre. But the more I think about it, the less I feel like a college student. It's funny. A lot of my friends are of the "I'm-independent-now-and-I-can-do-whatever-I-darn-well-please-so-let's-all-get-drunk" mindset. I have never really been into the whole party scene, and to be honest, I'm not sure I ever will be. Obviously, I am not 21 yet, so I can't definitively say I'll never be into partying. Perhaps, when you turn 21, you wake up with a newfound urge to drink anything and everything you can get your grown-up hands on. That's not to say I've never drank, or been drunk, and I'm certainly not promising I'll never get drunk again. But the desire to do it? I just don't have it.

Tonight, I was hanging out at home in my pajamas and helping cook dinner, and I had a glass of wine. It was perfect. Call me an old lady, or whatever you want, but I loved it. I felt so content with my life. Maybe it's because I really AM content with my life, and I just needed that little glass to loosen up and put everything into perspective. But while tequila and beer make everything fuzzy, wine made me see things so clearly. We should smile at everyone, learn to laugh at ourselves, and love without expectation, because life is wonderful- and don't you forget it!