Seizing the Day

There’s a new group on campus called the Search. It’s a group of students collectively trying to determine the meaning of life. Or something like that. I’m not sure really, but apparently neither are they, so it’s ok.

Anyway, this group decided to declare Friday “seize the day” Day. They plastered the campus with posters, gave out free stickers, and told people that they should do what they needed to seize the day. Nevermind that their suggestions–like eating yellow snow–sounded to me rather like a 14 year-old’s conception of seizing the day.

Yeah, so, with all due respect to the members of the Search and it’s founder (a friend of mine), I think it’s all rather sophomoric. Being spontaneous and care-free is all well and good, but what does it accomplish? What about the day don’t I seize every day? Ultimately, on some level I do what I want, and if I didn’t want to do it I wouldn’t.

I admit, I spent the last couple days snickering at this spectacle. Maybe even dismissing it. But today I have changed. I am seizing the day. Two days late, maybe, but timely enough. I am doing something that I should have done a long time ago, taking charge of my life. Taking back my future for myself.

I am uninstalling Snood.

Going cold turkey with Snood may not be pretty, but it’s the only way. For two years I resisted putting Snood on my personal computer, knowing that if I did, academic peril would surely result. In a moment of weakness three weeks ago, I caved, and my life has been spiraling downward ever since.

Like I said, I’m no expert when it comes to this searching business. But I know one thing. When I’m convulsing in the corner, wishing for death or another Snood fix, holding on by a thread, I’ll know I’ve done it. I’ve conquered Snood. I’ve seized the day.

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