Life on the farm and Carpe Diem

I once read that growing up was like getting kicked in the teeth. Just kidding, I never read that, but it would be cool if I did. So here I am blogging. I just wanted you all to know that I will be attending law school in the fall. That's right, I said law school. Many who know me will say it's about damn time and to them I would say, Touche. (I never know how to get the dash over the e there). I am not exactly sure what's taken me so long, but here I go again on my own, going down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter I was born to walk alone....

But I digress. I'll be a Ute, and I feel no need to apologize to my sweet Alma Mater, USU. I feel as though becoming a Ute at this point will enhance rather than diminish my Aggie-hood. My TRUE Aggie-hood. *wink*wink*

So if you care to find me, look to the western sky, as far as Salt Lake City, anyway. It's here, within the shadows of the everlasting hills, that I will be brainwashed in the liberal ways of higher education (Cathi's words, not mine) and hopefully in three years come out looking like a million bucks and making that in no time. Actually, if I can just pay off my debt (student loans, not my debt to society) before I die, I'll be a happy camper.

Speaking of dying, many people refer to it as "buying the farm." I really do feel as though a part of me will die come orientation on August 18, thus the title of my post "life on the farm." I'll probably rename my blog lifeonthefarm or something close to it simply because I truly feel that part of me will die when I go to school. No more fun times with this girl, you can find me in the library, with greasy hair, wearing my ever-popular tortise-shell coke bottle glasses and a Ute sweatshirt living on green tea with soy milk and honey.

HOWEVER....as the day has not yet come, let us relish in the present. Something that I've always struggled with. Nevertheless, I shall with vigor pursue not the "eat, drink, and be merry" paradigm, but the paradigm of seizing the day and happily receiving the gift that is the present!

And so, my good friends, I leave you today a little tired and worn from working my ass off for the man, yet happy in my newfound determination to enjoy it to the last. Until next time.