Have you ever reached a point in your life where you realized you have no idea what you’re doing?

Well, I came to that point last night.

(To be honest, I come to that point about once a semester, but each time it’s just as fresh and new and terrifying as the last.)

I don’t know what sets me off, but every so often I look around me and think, “Huh, I am absolutely and completely lost in a world of overachievers and go-getters.”

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dreams, Hunter, Sex and the City, wandering aimlessly

Well kids, it’s the beginning of November…which means it’s the beginning of the home stretch, and the beginning of big papers, and the beginning of thinking OHMYGAWD WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING ALL SEMESTER??  AM GOING TO FAIL.

But if you’re anything like me, it’s the beginning of something else as well.

I call it the November Slump.

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apathy, laziness, November, school

I’m in this class called Sociology of Family (YES I’m a journalism student and YES I’m being forced to take a Soc class against my will…but I digress), and recently we’ve been talking about the dissolution of traditional values in the American family structure.

In layman’s terms, the divorce rate in the US is silly-crazy-high.

And there are all kinds of theories for why this is happening, ranging from an increased sense of self-importance to decreased social criticism of shackin’ up, but I don’t buy any of it.

To me, the issue of “I love you, let’s get married, for better or for worse, or until you piss me off” is founded in one of our country’s most deep-seeded and detrimental problems:

Outright laziness.

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divorce, Hunter, laziness

Have you ever had a professor so brilliant, so inspired, so passionately dedicated to his students that he completely scared the Holy Hell out of you?

If so, then welcome to my world.

Dr. Gade is a well-known professor in the school of Journalism and Mass Communications (a.k.a. my home-away-from-home).  He’s one of those academic types who have the most ridiculous resumes imaginable to mankind- he’s been everywhere, seen everything, accomplished so much that it seems almost unfair…and now he’s teaching me.  Little ol’ me, who doesn’t have the slightest clue what she’s going to do for her career and who can’t do math to save her life (did I mention this is a statistics-based research course?).   I feel like Joe Jonas trying to learn from Sir Paul McCartney; the pairing of Dr. Gade and myself is momentously disproportionate.

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Dr. Gade, genius, people-pleaser, sister Rachel