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I've decided that the real world is creeping up on my way too fast, and it needs to quit doing that. Just looking at my calendar for the rest of the semester, I am starting to majorly stress out. I have no idea what I'm doing this summer, where I'm living this summer (or next semester for that matter), I have to figure out how to fund two different frat beach formals (which I am lucky enough to have been invited to so essentially I should not be complaining), be prepared for a couple of tests/papers/finals, figure out pretty much my schedule for the rest of my college career, figure out what I wanna do after I graduate, decide whether or not I wanna go to graduate school or actually rather graduate school for what subject and when...holy shit. That, and as time goes, the more I feel like I am drifting with my friends from home. I know they are still there when I need them, but I am also sad that I no longer really know what is going on with them anymore. In good news, I heard from Jenny Adcock recently so at least I know she hasn't OD'd to death or something.
That sounds bad.
Besides all this stress, life is really, really good right now. So good, sometimes it's scary. Oh well...I'll just embrace the good and appreciate it for what it is and what it may become.