Leaving the Nest

Tomorrow will be the day when I finally spread my wings and fly out of my parents' house.  Literally.

This image comes to mind.

Actually no, I cannot really fly.  That's just crazy-talk.  However, I will be moving out!  Yes, a recent college graduate, and I will be leaving the nest at 22 years-old.  I feel like all grown-up... Except for the fact that there are a few minor factors that make me still feel attached to my childhood:

First, my roommates and I have officially received our keys and everything for our apartment two weeks ago...  I'm still in the process of moving in...  You see, I still need to move in all of my large furniture, and this includes my bed frame and mattresses.  I see no point of sleeping over there, if I do not have a bed, therefore I have not spent a night over at MY new place yet.  And I pay rent...

Second, I constantly go back and forth between my parents' house and my new apartment.  This means that my family and parents are always within reach.  This is a great thing because I know they will always be around to support me.  This is slightly detrimental however, because I find myself leaning on them more often than I would like to.  My parents are great, and they have no problem supporting me as long as they know I'm trying hard to support myself in the meantime.  However, I would like to be able to depend a little less on them, which brings me to my third point:

I am currently unemployed.  I was employed last week...as a canvasser...for two days.  The job was not working out (I would've made bank, though) and they had to let me go.  It was fine by me, because I the whole time I was working, I was thinking about finding another job.  Sorry I'm not sorry.

Right now, it really would be nice to have just any old job so I could pay rent.  However, since I am supposed to be grown now, and since I do have a college degree, I would like to pull myself out of the ground and hold a full-time job that is actually related to my major (or my minors).  I want so badly to be on that professional level.  Also, I need the experience so that graduate schools will look at me favorably.  I doubt that being a shuttle driver for three years is an impressive asset.

The good news is that I will finally have access to a van where I can fit all of my big furniture and get the heck out of this house.  Thank god for friends with large vehicles!  There's no doubt that I will still come back to my parents' house because, well, my other siblings still do the same.  Hey...  I'll get free food occasionally...

Procrastination Station 2: Violence is Fun.

I'm currently reading an article about how music is used in social movements.  This article focuses on the White Power Movement...  So CLEARLY, I get the song "We are Young" by Fun. stuck in my head!
(Disclaimer: I am absolutely NOT comparing Fun. with the WPM)

I was just thinking about these lyrics from the intro of the song:
"My lover she is waiting for me just across the bar.
My seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking 'bout a scar and...
I know I gave it to you months ago.
I know you're trying to forget..."

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Ya know, he always looked like a wife-beater to me.

So what I gathered from this little itsy-bitsy piece of lyric is that this guy injured his lover (or caused her injury somehow), but the two are still somewhat together....  Hm...

(source)

I'm not sayin', but I'm just sayin'...

It's even more interesting that the "setting" of this song seems to take place in a bar, and the whole foundation of this relationship seems to be based on some kind of alcoholic/drunken hot-mess scene.  This guy appears to have recently had a violent episode with his partner, but it's okay.  When she's drunk at the end of the night, he'll carry her home...  Because they are young...  Thus, they must set the world on fire.

Now, I'm not criticizing this song in any way, but I just find it funny how songs become ten times more interesting once you actually take the time to sit and listen to the lyrics.  Not only is this song now a national anthem to young folks everywhere, but it is also the national "gettin' wasted" theme- or that's how I see it.  Just control yourselves, and try not to physically abuse your loved ones.




PS.  This is one of my FAVORITE songs.  Long live Indie music on the Top Charts!

Y teh Gays Shoold Not B Marryedd

This was something condescendingly hilarious, and I just had to share it.  Enjoy, and please... let those gay people marry each other.  The country is already screwed, so I don't see anything bad coming from it except more happy families.  Because, you know... America hates creating happy families :)

Times like these make me want....

a Tumblr account.

Procrastination Station

I am currently supposed to be writing a one page response about an animal rights activist for my Protest and Change class.  One page.  I can't even stay focused enough to type a page worth of honest words.  This stuff is double spaced, too...  Oh boy...

Since I'm on the subject of animal rights, I just want to take this moment to announce that I have been vegetarian since this Saturday!  Technically, my vegetarian experience started after hearing this guy, Gary Yourofsky, speak at our school about animal rights, being vegan, etc.  After that, I never could look at meat or animal products the same again (Saturday, I did go to Six Flags and eat half a corn dog, but had a hard time keeping it down.  That was a good enough cue for me to quit meat).  I figure someday I'll take a stab at the vegan life, but for now, I'm staying away from just meat.  It's going to take a while to explain my personal feelings about meat, and why I am just now shunning meat, but I'll just explain all that in a different blog.

Hmm... In the time it took me to write out this post, I could have been done with my one page response to Gary...

Oh well!