And the blogging addiction commences.

Wow, so I have another one of these things.

I've neglected and/or shut down multiple Xangas, LiveJournals, and MySpaces, on top of my written journal, because I am an blog addict. I read them. I have obsessive urges to update and write in them, most of the time about nothing. And the I lose interest and too much time passes to make the effort to save an old one, and my old audience disappears anyway. Since I actually had things to muse over today, it seemed like a convenient time to restart my cyber addiction (unless of course, someone can recommend a form of rehab)

So I'm 20 years old. I'm supposed to be graduating from U of D at the end of next year. And I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I'm on my third major, criminal justice, which from what I hear, will get me next to nowhere unless I plan on going to grad or law school, which I don't (no money, and no desire to spend another four years of my life attending lectures and writing papers). I'm a year and a half away from getting out, and I'm clueless as to what to do with the education I've spent countless thousands of dollars on over the last three years. In all honesty, right now, I'd be happy moving home, convincing the boy that we should move in together, and getting a job somewhere, waiting tables, or managing Blockbuster, like I could have done, and being happy with my life. I haven't looked at internships, I haven't been to job fairs, because I don't think it would be too impressive to show up and be asked what I'm looking for and shrug and tell the people thinking of hiring me that I'll take whatever they throw at me because I have no clue.

So while trying to figure this out, I've written papers, gone to classes and done multiple hours of busy work and never questioned it. I almost want to talk to my mom about it, but currently, the parental units are ignoring me. I call, I email, and I get ignored. They're probably fighting, or drinking or a combination of both. I told my sister to stop calling me, because she never actually talks about anything, and always calls when I'm doing homework, and now I regret that.

...winter sucks.
I just got back from class and it's cold and windy and craptastic.
And I can't remember where I was going with this.
Constitutional Law of the U.S. massacred my brain today.