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So right now my only purpose in life is to accomplish the dreaded task of cleaning my room. Haha, that's so sad. I'm stuck in the phase between the two parts of my life. I've only got 2 weeks left of the month between my college life and my camp life left, and I'm pretty much dead weight until one reassumes my life. What really sucks is that this is no normal "clean your room" rant you get from your parents, it's the "you've moved on in life and your bedroom is ours now so get your crap out" deal. Apparently I'm supposed to get rid of my entire life in a weekend. I've always had a huge problem with not wanting to throw anything away. To me, everything has a story behind it. Every little piece of trash I kept for some stupid reason has a memory from childhood I for some reason barely remember. This created a huge collection of crap for me to throw away. Four garbage bags down and only 10 more years of my life to go through.

I've always wanted a pet cat, but not quite in the way I've recently acquired one. I learned today that Simba the Physic Shop Kitty (name courtesy of the OA) has made home in my mini-fridge where its being stored and serving as Simba's new home up at camp. I stored it in the shop at camp due to the fact my old car had no room for my stuff to get home, let alone space for a mini-fridge. I was so vividly amused to hear this. Shouldn't I be angry or stressed thinking about what mess awaits me when I return to camp? I guess I should be... but oddly I'm not. I'm more excited to meet the new kitty I provided shelter for over the last few months of winter.

Even with so little going on in life, and so much left for me, I'm lovin life. It's a great feeling once you finally realize your life is yours and yours alone to live. I mean we've only got one, why waste it pouting about what we didn't do, get out there and make do with what you have and have the best time possible with what life throws at you. Nothing comes from just sitting around complaining about it, it's just a waste of life.


... I had more to say when I started this, but what's the point? I'm sleepy.

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is you own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.