you change your mind like a girl changes clothes.

I think I’ve been thinking about college ever since I was born. Well, you’re thinking, that’s an obvious statement, coming from a family like mine where the main goal in life is to go to a good college, get a good job, and be “successful.” And while it’s true that’s probably why college was implanted into my brain from such a young age, I think it’s more than just that fact that makes me love the idea of college. Sure, it satisfies the nerd in me that actually does want to learn, as long as it doesn’t involve certain subjects here and there. That nice part about how I get to choose my own classes has always been a huge draw. And of course, that other factor where there are no parents roaming around. Ever. RAs, whatever. College always meant party central in my mind.

But I think the main reason I loved, and still love, the idea of college so much is that coexisting part, about how we are stuffed into dorms and have to learn how to live with each other. The part where if I walk out of my room, my potential closet expands tenfold. The part about how I can eventually find another person to watch Gossip Girl with, if need be. The part about how even if said person doesn’t live in the same dorm, they only live a block or two away from me and I’ll inevitably see them the next day. That closeness was always intriguing to me, for better or worse…because I’ll admit, being around people 24/7 removes privacy right off the bat, and tears your walls down. But at this point, I think I’ve had enough of privacy, and I’ve had enough of my guard being up. I want people to break my “bubble,” as bizarre as that sounds.

Of course, there’s always the part about how college will be a new experience altogether, in another city at the very least, in another state across the country to its extreme (and the one I’m shooting for). I think those of you who regularly read this blog are sick to death about me talking about my perpetual senioritis, though, so I won’t bother. But I figured this entry was necessary for all of those who wonder why I’m so obsessed with college, about why I know all these random facts about it, about why I request brochures to every single college I want to attend and practically memorize its pages (that’s certainly what I’ve done with Northwestern’s…and that was a year ago). I’ll admit it—I’m so excited for college, and I want to be at that point 12 months from now where I’m counting down the days until I move in, not the months or the years. But the time will come.

Just got my hands on Anthony Green’s Avalon. It’s every bit as amazing as I had anticipated. Anthony Green never ceases to amaze me, whether with his looks (ha) or his incredible voice. It’s really quite different from his Circa Survive work, and that’s a good thing once in a while, as amazing as Circa is. A little more ~indie, I’d say. And yes, I’m still every bit as obsessed over the Jonas Brothers. A Little Bit Longer comes out in a week and a half, now, and I’m so excited. I love almost every single song on the album. And one last rec: “Miss California” by Jack’s Mannequin. While I’m moping around about missing the concert in Costa Mesa, at least that song will satisfy me…for now.