Going for another one....
I was sitting in class this morning going over in my head what I needed to do in order to pass that class and 2 of my other ones. I know I have complained to everyone about how much I hate school and all that stuff...but I realized that I have absolutely no room for failure. If I didn't pass these classes with the C- requirement...then I would have to retake them. I have been given an ultimatum of December of 2007 to be a college grad.
But I was just realizing how little time I have left for my undergrad degree...and how much less time I have with some of my closest friends. If they aren't out of here by May...then they are out of here at the end of the summer. I was also thinking about how my life as I knew it was pretty much over and how I was going to have to enter the "adult world". When you think about it, no more 3 months of a summer break. No more 2-3weeks for christmas. Might as well forget about spring break. That is out of the question.
I guess that my biggest fear about becoming an "adult" is that I might be going into something that isn't right for me. If that be the case, then my degree will be wasted. I am hoping that will not be the case. I want to go on with accounting and go to grad school. Hopefully, I will pass the CPA exam and be able to make double the money in half the time. Everyone right now, seems to be going through the same thing that I am going through though.
I hate the fact that really, you only have 4 years to "grow up". Yet, at the same time, I am amazed at how much you grow up in 4 years. I know that there is still a big road ahead of me, but I feel as though these are my toughest years. I have had horrible things happen, and I have had some of the happiest of times. I want to be settled, but I know that is impossible for me at this juncture. I went from being this teenager set free into the world who would go as soon as someone jiggled the keys and said "Let's get out of here" to this young woman who is held accountable for every single one of her actions (and can't take anything back).
I hate that now, I get mistaken and asked if I am my 12 year old brother's mom. That is when I know I am officially getting older, but I don't think that I look that old!!! Basically, I was just thinking about how much things have changed and how much I have grown up. I wouldn't say that I have changed, but some of my ways have. My mom always tells me that she loves the person that I have become, but I am worried about what I am going to be in the next 10 years. I guess that is just a part of life that we don't have as much control over as we would like!!
But I was just realizing how little time I have left for my undergrad degree...and how much less time I have with some of my closest friends. If they aren't out of here by May...then they are out of here at the end of the summer. I was also thinking about how my life as I knew it was pretty much over and how I was going to have to enter the "adult world". When you think about it, no more 3 months of a summer break. No more 2-3weeks for christmas. Might as well forget about spring break. That is out of the question.
I guess that my biggest fear about becoming an "adult" is that I might be going into something that isn't right for me. If that be the case, then my degree will be wasted. I am hoping that will not be the case. I want to go on with accounting and go to grad school. Hopefully, I will pass the CPA exam and be able to make double the money in half the time. Everyone right now, seems to be going through the same thing that I am going through though.
I hate the fact that really, you only have 4 years to "grow up". Yet, at the same time, I am amazed at how much you grow up in 4 years. I know that there is still a big road ahead of me, but I feel as though these are my toughest years. I have had horrible things happen, and I have had some of the happiest of times. I want to be settled, but I know that is impossible for me at this juncture. I went from being this teenager set free into the world who would go as soon as someone jiggled the keys and said "Let's get out of here" to this young woman who is held accountable for every single one of her actions (and can't take anything back).
I hate that now, I get mistaken and asked if I am my 12 year old brother's mom. That is when I know I am officially getting older, but I don't think that I look that old!!! Basically, I was just thinking about how much things have changed and how much I have grown up. I wouldn't say that I have changed, but some of my ways have. My mom always tells me that she loves the person that I have become, but I am worried about what I am going to be in the next 10 years. I guess that is just a part of life that we don't have as much control over as we would like!!