The non-rehersal.

Moving sucks ass but, having recently indulged my transient nature, I have finally settled in my new surroundings. I miss my friends, I miss my routines, hell, I miss knowing where everything is in the grocery store, and I am still coping with my new non-student status - it seems to be a bit like ending a long-term relationship. Seven years are almost one third of my life spent in university (if I wasn't 31) and it becomes even scarier when I consider grade, junior, and high school. Shit, I also went to school and became a Pre-Apprenticed Auto Mechanic. Hmm, I figure there has been roughly nine years of my life where I was not attending school. Although, considering I do not remember the 0-5 years, let's say about 4 years of non-school experiences.

After two degrees and about $92, 000 of debt, I figure I need some time to de-stress; therefore, I'm strategically putting off the beginning of my career for working construction and playing video games (no, I did not lie in my 'about me' options - I am female). The problem arises when I try to discern where strategy ends and procrastination begins. Maybe I'm strategically procrastinating. On that personal, yet still boring, note...mmmm...video games.