Already?
I'm old. At least comparitively. This has become painfully apparent to me lately. I sometimes miss finishing finals in May and just going home for summer, without the knowledge that rest of your real life lays just beyond the looming fall semester. I'm really excited about where my life is going, don't get me wrong, and I finally feel like these classes I've been slaving over are getting me somewhere, but I just wanna be a kid again sometimes. There's way too much that's going to happen in a few months that I'm not entirely I'm ready to deal with. I've been living a "don't try to plan beyond next month because you'll only go nuts" existence for almost 2 years now. I'm about ready to know what exactly happens next. Degree, check. City, check. Job, check. Dream car, check.
What about the shit that really matters?
I guess we'll see. *shrug*
What about the shit that really matters?
I guess we'll see. *shrug*