My furniture even matches. Kind of.

SWEET MOTHER OF BANDWITH guess what I have?!!?! If you said moderately fast internet that won't crap out on videos and lets me find happiness and solace for loneliness online then you would be CORRECT.

If you said a ton of HW due tomorrow and an odd-smelling, messy apartment then you would also be correct my dear internet friend but I was not speaking of that so suck it.

Yes it is true. I have real internet of my very own in my very own apartment that I am now financially responsible for for one year. I also have a job and go to school full time where I am currently passing all of my classes. And I own a car that RUNS 100% of the time (so far) and as of this moment I am paying for all of my own bills without help. If we don't count last month. Which we aren't.

I even had an accountant do my taxes. I am so effing grown up right now my childhood is trembling in awe.

AND I own super grown-upy things like a toilet brush and a couch and pots and pans with matching lids. You heard me. I even ate breakfast today, and it was a bowl of cereal not mt dew. I ate it at 1:30 because I got up at noon but does that matter? No.

So in case anyone was wondering: I am an ADULT. Bam. Mind-blown. I'm winning at life for the moment. But I have to get off the internet because I have a paper that was assigned two weeks ago and is due tomorrow and I haven't started it yet.

OK maybe life and I are tied.

If you think this is about something important you're dreaming

Have you ever had a dream?

Not like a legit, Martin Luther King Jr. dream that actually means something. But a weird, half asleep almost awake dream that mixes in enough reality that it freaks you out but is freaking weird and you can't shake it when you wake up? I had one of those  dreams this morning. And so I sat down to write a blog post about it (because that's what you do, things happen to you but they don't REALLY happen to you until you put it on the internet) and now that I'm actually writing the post the whole dream has slipped away. I don't remember it at all. So now I'm left with a general feeling of unease, some random future moment of deja vou when something happens that was similar to my dream but I won't realize it because I FORGOT the stupid dream, and a pointless blog post.

But let's face it, like 80% of blog posts are pointless. But I think that they have the potential to be pointed, or not pointless? You know what I mean. Yes most blog posts/facebook posts/twitter tweets/instagram pics/pinterest pins are so pointless they're circular (not mathematically correct I know, shut up). But some posts have the potential to be triangular! Or rectangular! Or maybe even centagonal if that's a thing. They can be great, inspiring things that millions read and enjoy!

But this isn't one of those. This is a circular blog post.