Lucky Charms & Summer & That's About It

Hey kids!

I'm not sure what to write. I have thousands of amusing Chick-fil-A stories that I could share, I have an inspirational paragraph I could write about how I feel like I'm actually going somewhere in life, I could comment on the various flaws of society...but I think I'm going to stick to one simple thing: I'm so glad I'm not in high school anymore. You know in those movies, when the main character has everything going right for him? Like in 500 Days of Summer, when Joseph Gordon-Levitt (a.k.a my fiance) finally gets the girl of his dreams and he smiles and the sun is shining and he dances? Don't tell anyone he's my fiance or they'll all get super sad, then jealous, then angry and end up unfriending me on Facebook, and is there anything more insulting than that? Anyway, they wake up in the morning and do a stereotypical good-morning-my-life-is-perfect stretch. I did one of those this morning. I woke up and there was sun shining through my window and for a fleeting moment, I thought I had to get up for school and a little piece of my soul kind of crashed and burned. Then I remembered - high school was over forever! That little piece of my soul was resurrected and I realized that all I wanted to do was eat a bowl of Lucky Charms and relish my freedom from my previous high school existence that gave me a constant headache. I had Lucky Charms for dinner tonight, too. And the night before. I think since the only cereal Mom got us in our childhood was Cheerios and Raisin Bran, I'm just going a little crazy. And let's face it - Lucky Charms will most definitely be in heaven because they are heavenly. Anyways, for those of you who feel like your lives are amounting to nothing and you wish things would work out, have some Lucky Charms and remember what you felt like when you graduated from high school. Possibilites were endless and you had your whole life ahead of you and you never, ever had to wear a school uniform again. Although in a weird way I was grateful for those uniforms because I didn't have to go through the agony of deciding what to wear every day. They did tend to make the super pretty people even prettier and other people less pretty, though. Rant over. As much fun as this has been, my super precious non-existent crowd, I'm going to go catch up on How I Met Your Mother now. Neil Patrick Harris is a freaking boss. I've also been watching How I Met Your Mother for a few hours so I currently feel like he's my best friend. Yes, my friends, post high school life is sweet. I'll blog later about all the great things I plan to do next year or how freakishly strange it is that I'm not tired of Chick-fil-A food yet, after working there for nearly two years. Isn't that strange? I'm leaving now.

Love, Christie