Independence?

As the start of college creeps closer and closer, I've been finding that rather than becoming nervous and antsy, I'm becoming increasingly excited at the prospect of being on my own. I've got mixed feelings, really. As a neat freak in a family full of people who never have time to worry about their messes, life at home can get extremely aggravating, not to mention the fact that my brother and I don't exactly get along. Even so, there will be certain aspects of life that I'll miss about being at home; having someone cook for me every night, taking random trips in my car with friends, not having to worry about paying bills.

Still, as a seventeen year old in a small town, the fact remains that independence can't come soon enough. Decorating my own dorm room, controlling what I eat, taking classes that actually relate to what I want to do in my life? Sign me up. The other night I went over to Olivia's to work on our art projects & do a bit of shopping, and after returning from our short lived thrifting spree, we (and by we, I mean Olivia) decided to fix ourselves some dinner.

Eggs can only mean one thing - breakfast for dinner, my favorite.

It reminded me of our trip to the beach with Tiff and Rachel last summer, setting the table, cutting flowers from a nearby garden and mixing lemonade to go with our homemade meals. (Although summer is my least favorite season, relaxed meals with fresh flowers and lemonade make me love it on occasion. But I digress). Anyways, even though we cooked just about the easiest meal known to man, it made me realize how excited I am for college! Dancing around the kitchen as music plays softly through the old fashioned radio, throwing together whatever ingredients seem fitting - it's all so appealing to me. And although I'm not much of a cook, I feel like once I'm in college I'll be able to teach myself a few things about food. It's like when a parent throws their kid into a pool to teach them how to swim - sometimes, getting thrown into a situation without warning is the best way to learn. It may seem harsh, but it's a legitimate learning technique. 

"Makin' lemonade with the Kitchen Aid, makin' her a perfect life" - Ben Kweller

I feel like I often do better when I'm on my own. It's strange, I'm an extremely outgoing and social person, but I frequently enjoy simply spending time alone... frankly, it doesn't happen enough. Which is a shame, because it's not uncommon for me to be astronomically more productive when alone. Doing laundry, cleaning my room, organizing the kitchen - all things that seem to get done when I'm left to my own devices. Of course, it still takes time... I have to organize my thoughts and plan things out.

So all in all, I guess this was my completely long winded and pointless way of saying, Independence? Bring it on. I am so ready for whatever challenges independence throws my way... for now.

Chocolate milk and fried eggs in Oblivia's old fashioned kitchen... yum, yum