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Four years ago, I was sitting in my room anxiously awaiting the big day that I moved out of my parents house and into my first college dorm. The day that I was finally an adult, I could do whatever I wanted, stay out as long as I wanted, and drink like a fish (if I so desired to).

Here I am four years, two schools, countless crappy jobs, and a change in my major later. About to move out again, and enter the big world of on campus university living. For some reason I almost feel like I'm 18 all over again, waiting for the big day (that day I ended up getting high and drunk at a random frat party with my roommate at the time). Hopefully this time I'll actually end up being at the school where I will finish my elusive bachelors in interior architecture.

I'm not your ordinary college student, I over think everything, and I'm the most contradictory mix of procrastinator and workaholic you will ever find. I'm sure everyone can relate to that though.

So this is my life, and its pretty random.