I don't always feel lucky, but I'm smart enough to try

So, I've been kind of a recluse for the last week or so, which in Linda terms means a lot. At this rate I'll be living in a remote log cabin, scribbling away at Catcher In the Rye: Reloaded and ordering my groceries off the internet before I'm 30.

Graduation is coming up alarmingly quickly. And when I say alarming, it's not because I'm particularly sad or apprehensive about graduating, but that I wish there was a time between now and the 28th that I could stop and catch my breath for a minute without a stampede of preparation events bowling me over. Maybe there's a week in there somewhere that I'm not seeing.

I've decided that the most valuable piece of information I've gotten out of psychology class this year is the verifiable proof that no matter the circumstances (and barring an abnormal mental condition), people can and will always, always adjust. It's comforting, when you think about it.

I've also decided that my favorite terms from psyc have to be "dissociative fugue" and "social loafing."

Is it shallow that a considerable portion of my general mood/happiness is often dependent on the aesthetic appeal of my surroudings?

3 days: Musical!
12 days: Lake house!
15 days: AP tests over!
29 days: Classes over!
34 days: Graduation!
41 days: New job (hopefully)!
96 days: Poland!
120 days: College!

Just another sequel

So, I've been wondering something for a while now. To what extent should friendships allow for change? When you become good friends with someone, do you stay friends with them if their personality or lifestyle shifts? Is there a point in which it would be better for both of you just not to be friends?

Like, let's say you and Bob have a lot in common (you both love tennis, you're both vegetarians, etc) and become great friends. Then Bob starts eating meat, which, of course, you think is about as ethical as punching Gandhi. But he's never, say, waved raw veal in your face. Do you stay friends?

Or if you and Albert are best friends, but gradually to the point of imperceptibly both of you naturally morph into polar opposites. And not the compatible kind. Should you stay friends just for longevity's sake?

Something Interesting: No matter what crazy, nonsensical, or totally biased opinion you have, decision you're trying to make, or point you're working to prove, there will always be something, somewhere, that will give you plenty of supporting evidence or logic.

Something Annoying: My brain always kind of twitches every time I see or hear an attempted quotation or lyric, and even though just one word was misplaced or misquoted, it changed the entire meaning of the phrase. Real life example: "I'm going to make him an offer he can't reuse."

Something Amusing: Have you ever happened to watch anyone attempting to use any motion-detecting automatic device, like a automatic hand dryer, faucet, or paper towel dispenser? There's always this air of awkward confusion. It's comforting to know that in this diverse and troubled world we can all agree that none of us knows for sure where, exactly, that little sensor thing is.

(I graduate in something like 27 school days!)

I'm losing all those stupid games that I swore I'd never play

LTotW Spring break edition!:

- Dear girls of Miami University at Oxford, Ohio: When you are waiting, drunk, outside of bars at one in the morning in thirty degree weather wearing nothing but a halter top and mini skirt, you look kind of stupid. Love, Linda.

- I'm starting to notice that I think about money way too much. I preface every meal and activity with calculating what it costs and if it's reasonable, which wouldn't be so bad if I didn't rank things as "too expensive" about 99% of the time, or if I didn't make these calculations audibly. I even start to annoy myself after a while.

- After spending 168 hours straight with Chrissy, both of us are still happy, alive, and friends. You know you've found a good friend when you both agree that blasting Cascada's Everytime We Touch for the 30th time is still a great idea.

- Naperville is stereotypical in a lot of ways, but I don't think it's particularly stereotypically midwestern, thanks to its proximity to Chicago. A part of me would always be a little offended when people proclaimed the midwest as boring and the dullest place to live. But after spending the better parts of four days driving through Indiana and Wisconsin, I wouldn't want to live here, either.

- Inspired by my absolutely stellar week, I'm flying in the face of my own logic by setting similarly high expectations for the near future. If that doesn't pan out for me again, I think I'm going to start referring to the future as Lucy and to myself as Charlie Brown.

- The people at the Office of Undergraduate Admissions at Northwestern eat babies and drown puppies. Trip them if you see them on the street.