Resurfacing

So what if I've been gone for over a year. I'm still writing, and you're still reading, so obviously I've got something to say and you're at least mildly interested. My room looks like a tornado went through it, twice. It didn't bother showing up the third time because any further damage would actually clean the place up a bit. The kitchen is somewhat similar, with splatter stains instead of clothes and car parts on the floor. I haven't seen my playstation in a few weeks, but I imagine it's somewhere under the pile of bike parts in the living room, under those two stacked chairs next to that gas tank. I'm petitioning the governor to declare this place a national emergency.
I've decided that moving is a great alternative to cleaning. Thus, I'm heading out to Colorado, just as soon as they let me into their law school. Those will be the last 3 years I spend in school. Then, I have to face the real world, holding down a job, budgeting, getting up early every morning for work. No more scheduling your first class to start after noon. I've realized that by the time you're done with school, you've been in it for about 20 years. Between k through 12, undergraduate, and graduate, you spend an awful lot of time learning. For the first twelve years, you learn how to learn. For the next four years of college you're told that you don't actually know shit and oh by the way you're just a cloistered, uncultured barbarian with no appreciation for the world as a whole. For the last four years of graduate school, you take this to heart and desperately try to learn all of these things you've apparently been blind to. But, if you haven't learned it in the last 16 years, what are the chances that you'll be able to figure it out in 4 years, or less? So, just when you begin to figure out how things work, they stick a funny hat on your head, throw a robe over your shoulders, hand you some scrap of paper and boot you out the door. No more college life for you, time for the real world.
How are we supposed to know how to cope with applying the knowledge we don't really have yet to a world we don't understand? We just learned how much bleach to use, and that you shouldn't use it on your favorite red shirt. We just figured out that if you put something in the vegetable crisper, you should check on it before the 5-month mark rolls around. Apparently, at that point, you're not taking things out of there, but rather pouring them out. Who knew that a cucumber could liquify? And suddenly, we're forced to be responsible for ourselves, and sometimes even for others.
This is why a lot of 20-somethings end up childish and immature in the eyes of their peers, they were forced out from the classroom and into a cubicle too early. We're all just trying to hang on to our sanity and what we suddenly realize were the best years of our lives.