grabbing life by the metaphorical balls.

ignorance is bliss.

never have i ever thought that quote would so closely relate to my life in this exact moment.
i never thought it would become my mantra, so to speak. i never assumed i would ever feel a complete disregard for my future in an attempt to capture the last of my so called youth.

before i begin to engage you in a tirade of my recent somewhat juvenile debaucheries i will omit that i have recently earned my 20th credit from wilfrid laurier university and will be a graduate as of June 2011, i have secured many possible job opportunities with countless interviews in the coming weeks and i am finally at a place of complete acceptance with myself and my life.
but up until the exact moment that i must embrace my 'grown up' status, i am going down swinging, out with a bang, and all the other wonderfully crafted metaphorical type inuendos pertaining to my last few months of pure ignorant bliss.
ignorant of growing up, ignorant of responsibility.
just plain, simple, organic ignorance.

some of my room mates and i recently discussed the demise of our university lives and what that means for a lot of extremely memorable times; st.patricks day, homecoming, halloween, etc etc and we determined that from the moment we walk across the substantially life determining stage and grab hold of that faux degree we will not longer put such owness on these events. no longer will they be directly associated with all day drinking beginning with 9am flip cup, thousands of pictures in order to piece together the night, memories to tell our grandchildren about (PG versions, of course)...but simply just events, holidays. in this moment of complete reality, the decision was made to live up the next however many months to the fullest. treat each event, each school sanctioned event, each holiday, each party, each roomie-date as if it were our last.

i dont plan to lack morals or values that i feel have engrained my life into the success that it has become, but simply live in the moment, for the moment.
for the memories, for the lack of memories.
for what its worth and what its not.
im grabbing life by the metaphorical balls and i couldnt be happier about it.

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