Monday, May 9, 2011

The Final Straw

Its strange to think that this time next year I will be planning on taking my last final EVER and graduating from college. Its scaring me to think about it just as a junior. I see these faces around campus all the time, I talk to them, I interact. It will be weird to not see these people ever again. Its not just like in high school that when you go home for Christmas break that you will potentially run into them but even my close friends here I won't be able to just drive down the street to see. 

I'm packing up my apartment and once again I tell myself "WHY DO YOU KEEP SO MUCH CRAP?!" This weekend i took home this huge bin of clothes that I didn't even wear. I packed my suitcase full of clothes, I maybe wore once this entire year. So my goal for when I get home is to clean out my room so I don't have crap building up.

Its weird to think that I will be done with my junior year of college at 10am tomorrow morning. AHHH. I feel so old. I don't even want to know what I'll be feeling next year at this time. Lets just say I will need some drugs. In high school, when I graduated it wasn't a big deal because I had been doing that for so long and I had college to look forward to. But now that chapter of my life is almost over, and its kind of like a safety net. An excuse for not doing something in the real world. Like I have to get an actual job? It just scares the crap out of me. 

Along with that, I'm turning 21 in two months, and that is just strange to me. When I go out to eat I can get a drink. Its like the one last thing that let me capture my adolescence (and to drink illegally). Theres just something about doing something against the law. 

Summer in less than a day. politics final. internship. pack up and clean my apartment. Enumclaw bound at 6. :)

Cue the country music. 

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