Life is like a blind date... And she shows up late.

Life can throw some serious curveballs your way. Seems like only yesterday when you think you've got it all figured out, it tosses a monkey wrench in the cogs of everything. It's like when you prepare yourself for a test, and then realize you studied for math class, when your test is in ancient Biblical Hebrew.

Really, life is like a blind date. You're not sure what's going to come up next. And most of the things are out of your control. So what good does it do to worry yourself about whether or not you got the A on that paper, or if the mail is going to be late, or if the police are going to find the body of that dead hooker and trace it back to you? There are things that you can't have any say in whatsoever. Like a blind date. Life comes at you whether you like it or not.

I can't tell you how many times I've been afraid to do something, simply because of the consequences. Like looking at a grade of a class before a major holiday, such as Christmas. But then I think to myself: "So what?" Does my single letter that defines my efforts for that semester really affect my ability to spend time with my family? Either way, it's going to be there, regardless of the date, so what good does it do me to delay? Might as well bite the bullet, check, be happy/sad and move on. The world will keep on spinning, even if you get a B.

Now, some of you reading this disagree. Saying that I'm downplaying the importance of certain things, that might reflect badly on a given time of year, or might be difficult to deal with. My response: excuses are like assholes- full of shit. As I said before, the world is going to keep on spinning whether or not you know what color of car you're going to buy, or if that stain came out of your sweater at the dry cleaners. So just get over it. Building up the situation only makes the inevitable harder to swallow if things that you planned for didn't go as you wanted. So don't give excuses. Just do it. Isn't that what Nike always says? And look at them. They've got Air Jordans. Do you have Air Jordans? Didn't think so.

So go ahead, open the Ark of the Covenant. I'm sure you'll fare better than the Nazis did.

Weren't we promised jetpacks? And space boots?

Life doesn't go as planned. There. I said it. Now that that's out of the way, let's start with today's rant of insanity from the sane. I want you to think long and hard about your perceptions from your earlier years. Back when we thought The Jetsons was how the world was going to be at the turn of the millennium, and we all thought that by buying a DeLorean, we could be Doc Brown and make a flux capacitor. Now look at the world around you. A bit different, isn't it? That's because our perceptions of the world are often formed by our paradigms of the times. And, I don't know about you, but I'm not a psychic (though I wish I could play one on TV).

Really, no one knows how the future is going to go. We can prepare all we want, take every possible precaution, but at the end of the day, Dec. 23, 2012 is still gonna come around just like any other day (Just kidding! We're gonna be nothing but the crispy remains of earth on that day). But does this mean that we need to fear the future? It seems to be human nature to fear the unknown. But does this mean that we should build a 2012 bunker and hide? Well I did. (Just kidding, do you think I would build one, then tell everyone who reads my blog-a whopping 6 people-about it, then try to fit them all in? Doubtful. Just don't go looking in my backyard for an apocalypse bunker).

But really, this post isn't about fearing the unknown, or embracing the future, rather, today, I'd just like to point out that no matter how you look at things, they'll be different than you expected. Like I said previously, The Jetsons haven't landed yet, nor have we met Marvin the Martian, yet the world keeps on spinning. Honestly, we always have such perceptions for the future, even if it's something as simple as getting a test back. And you can plan it however you like, but it doesn't mean your right. So why worry about things in the past, worried how they may turn out in the future? You can't change them, and the future? Well, who knows what's gonna happen.

So really, folks. Why worry about the perceptions of the future? It's like attempting to do a puzzle, without seeing the picture. And guess what? The whole puzzle is the sky. And things always have a way of working themselves out in the end, even if you're not sure what's going to happen. So don't worry, I'm sure the real estate I bought on Mars will be worth something soon.

Apologies.

To those of you who actually read this, I apologize. As you can probably extrapolate, I'm still in college, and starting to go through my senior year, working on applications to graduate schools, attempting to juggle a social life, etc. And I have posts ready to put up here.

I just haven't put them up yet. Or actually finished them. So my apologies. I will be handing out apology hugs in front of my dorm for the next few hours, in the blistering cold, simply because I love you, my (6) followers. Yes, there are only 6 of you who actually read this, however, I'm sure there are others who may stumble across my rantings.

And yes, I know that it always seems like extended periods of time before I post, but it keeps you guessing. So hang in there folks. I vow to post a few more times now that I have the semblance of free time on my hands. I love you all.