An unusual side effect

Since I’m in my last year of college, it seems as though it’s about time I stopped living in the little cinderblock boxes that my school provides for as many students as they can.

Living off campus in a proper apartment has made a lot of minor differences in my life and the way I treat school. Since I’m no longer living, breathing, and eating on campus all day every day, I tend to spend less time thinking like I’m a student and more time thinking like I’m a person.

It’s very refreshing.

I’ve taken to doing ordinary things like cooking (which can be pretty damn fun) and going out to do things (something that doesn’t usually happen when you live on campus. Not at Oxy. Not off campus anyway).

But an aside from all the things you’d expect to change in my life, the one thing that strikes me as odd is how much better my work ethic got once I moved away from school. I have a paper due friday (and to be fair it’s going to kick my ass), and I just spent an hour doing some of the analysis and prep-work necessary for — get this — formulating a prompt.

Now I’ll probably spend another two or three doing more of the same tomorrow, but the fact is, I’m doing it, and I’ve got two full days left to scribble away. Astounding.

ps. the paper really is going to kick my ass.