Although This Is Nothing In The Scheme Of My Years

Tonight, as I soaked in the bathtub (Calgon, take me away!), I pondered the idea of finishing up my college education. As i refuse to move from my current location until I am actually ready this time, this would mean I would have to attend Boise State University. The mere thought of this induces uncontrolled vomiting, so I had to think of something else so not to ruin my recent bath-cleanliness.
I want so badly to leave Boise (and greater Idaho, for that matter), but I think I really WILL need to attend BSU. At this point, a degree is a degree.

However, I will not continue with my chosen major. For one, they don't offer it here. Second, I feel my professional longings shifting towards a new direction; surely this will materialize into a complete idea one day. At that point, I will make my decision.

Of course, no decision is more pressing than the one Mousy and Sad Girl debated in the classic Mi Vida Loca. Let us rat our hair, apply liberal amounts of AquaNet, and observe: