Rant!

It is time for a rant.

Although, what to rant, I am unsure of. I feel the need to just take a topic and tear it to pieces and yet I have no idea of one thing that is offensive to me at the moment. Its just that kind of time.

One is that growing up sucks. A lot. I mean this whole self-discovery crap is a pain in the butt, one minute I'm happy in the little section of life I've chosen and then suddenly, or more I guess slowly...the little undecided monster creeps up and plants these tiny questions that start gnawing at how I feel about what I'm doing and then they  become billboards screaming take the next exit. It's just like BLAMMO what the heck am I doing? And the ever annoying why? Why am I in this major, why am I here, why do I like this?

I have more. Math professors need to teach, not throw Oreo cookies at their students. Libraries should have their plays in some sort of close vicinity to each other, not spread out...I'm sure there is a reason for this but I don't care; Mr. logical-reason-for-spreading-out-plays, you suck. Wind, you need to get a grip when it's cold outside, again I'm sure there is a scientific reason but its very annoying and makes the cold colder, so stop.

One day I will post something again that isn't complaining. It will happen. I swear...just not today.