I recently found out I wasn't the only one. I don't know what it is. I'm going to be taking the LSAT soon and my classes are going well. Some days (make that most days), however, I really just want to come home and not do anything except take a long, long nap. Not only that, but on the days that I know I'm not going to have anything to do, I end up sleeping in a LOT longer than I'm supposed to.

That doesn't make me feel very good about myself at all.

Towards the end of the summer, I was so excited to get back to school and partake in all of the organizations and internship opportunities that I fought so hard to obtain involvement with, but now I find myself putting in effort that I'm not even proud of. I mean, don't get me wrong, I put in the effort. It's just the fact that that effort isn't up to par with what I'd like it to be that makes me disappointed. I think everyone experiences this lack of motivation towards the conclusion of their undergraduate careers at some point. Why do we, though?

I mean, I'm not tired of going to school and doing homework. On the contrary, I actually really like it. It's especially pleasing when I realize that I got it turned in on time in a condition that I know is going to get me another good grade. It's not that I'm not happy with my life. I am happy.

I live in a really nice house with a family who never fails to remind me that I'm loved and have so much to offer the world. I'm currently attending a university that's opened up so many doors for me that I hadn't even had the slightest idea would open for me this time last year. I'm even blessed to say that I have quite a large amount of friends who actually care about what's going on in my life and how I'm doing. That's something not everyone can say. So, what's the problem then?

At this point in time, I'm not entirely sure. Something has been happening to me that I tend to overlook most of the time, though. By that, I mean unexpected occurrences. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.

Let's take an example that happened to me this past summer, for instance. I had driven to UCF with the simple intention of meeting with my speech coach to figure out some possible topics that I could use to compete with for our speech tournaments this year. Afterwards, I went to a little breakfast cafe right across from campus with yet another simple intention of getting my usual two-egg omelet with spinach, zucchini, corn, a blend of cheeses, and a regular Coke to drink. Of course, I ended up talking with the same old bartender (who also happens to be one of my very good friends) and had expected to just go straight home afterwards. However, then came that one unexpected occurrence I was telling you about.

He was beautiful. Big, brown eyes. British too. He was even eating what now happens to be one of my absolute favorite pastries to have in the mornings. I wasn't expecting him to intervene in our conversation the way he did (he was too pretty, after all). Pretty guys don't usually talk to me, at least not for more than a few seconds.

I was talking to my friend (the lady bartender) about the kind of lawyer I wanted to be, and this guy just all of the sudden decides to say "So, you want to go to law school?" I ended up talking with him for a bit, and all I could think about was how abnormally good looking he was. It terrified me, actually. I wasn't looking to date him, though. I wasn't even expecting him to ask me for my number when he left, but he did.

My point in telling you all of this is to hopefully get you to understand that you don't know what's going to happen to you day after day. You might have a set of expectations in mind, but one of the most beautiful realities of life is that not every day is going to go exactly the way you plan. In other words, those plans of yours will likely end up getting altered in a very beautiful way that you wouldn't have expected initially. Don't let your normal, everyday routine make you think that life is no longer exciting or that it isn't something to look forward to every day. I used to be that way.

Actually, I still am. Then I remember all of these lessons that my mom taught me that I'm now passing on to you, and I begin to feel a little better. So, enjoy yourself! Get out there and do something different from your normal routine! Do what you have to do, but don't think life is done surprising you.

By the way, did you know you were going to read this article today? Yeah, I'm just going to end it right there.