One step closer...
Three more exams until I'm done. The prospect of this makes me entirely too happy for my own good. Especially since I still need to do WELL on those exams.
I'll be 21 in 7 days. That makes me entirely too scared for my own good. It puts me one step closer to being a responsible adult, which is exactly what I want to stay away from.
At the conclusion of this semester, provided I pass all of my classes, I will be exactly 6 months from graduating. I need help. No decisions have been made regarding graduate school or jobs after graduation. Hopes are in place of course, they always are, but as of yet I have done nothing to secure those hopes. I hope a lot of things. I hope that I can finally be near enough to Andrew that we can decide to the best of our abilities how compatible we really are. I hope I get a job that keeps me from worrying about my next rent check or how to pay back my student loans. I hope I can fit into the city in which end up, and have no trouble finding friends that won't let me sit at home all of the time like I do now. I hope I am happy, and I hope I can make those I care about happy in return.
Will these hopes be realized, or will I let myself down? I don't know, but time will tell. And unfortunately, that time will be short.
I'll be 21 in 7 days. That makes me entirely too scared for my own good. It puts me one step closer to being a responsible adult, which is exactly what I want to stay away from.
At the conclusion of this semester, provided I pass all of my classes, I will be exactly 6 months from graduating. I need help. No decisions have been made regarding graduate school or jobs after graduation. Hopes are in place of course, they always are, but as of yet I have done nothing to secure those hopes. I hope a lot of things. I hope that I can finally be near enough to Andrew that we can decide to the best of our abilities how compatible we really are. I hope I get a job that keeps me from worrying about my next rent check or how to pay back my student loans. I hope I can fit into the city in which end up, and have no trouble finding friends that won't let me sit at home all of the time like I do now. I hope I am happy, and I hope I can make those I care about happy in return.
Will these hopes be realized, or will I let myself down? I don't know, but time will tell. And unfortunately, that time will be short.