Two days before the first day of the rest of my life.

Graduation from Drexel is in two days. After Saturday, June 11, 2005, I will be a free man. A very poor free man.

Yes, unlike my more fortunate friends, I don't have a job lined up. I can't honestly say I tried very hard to look for one though, I kinda like the thought of taking a summer vacation--a luxury I didn't get to have because of Drexel's co-op system. So while all the other colleges were having fun during the summer, taking trips to mexico, jamaica, california, and all those other nice summer places, I was slaving away at some airconditionerless lecture hall, listening to some pompous professor tell me why i'm dumber then him, because he wrote a book and I didn't.

So I want a summer vacation, I want to go to cali, and vegas, and some island off the coast of America. I want to do those things too. Somewhere out there, there's some guy filming the next girls gone wild, and I wanna see it live. I don't want to be working at some company, sitting in a cubicle and watching it while working... I want to be there!

I'm so not ready to grow up. I suck at this life thing. I feel like a summer vacation will let me sort things out.

And then I'll be ready for the rest of my life, but not until I'm ready to be ready.