End of College
After a meeting with my advisor on Tuesday, I came to the harsh and scary realization that in just one more sweet year of college, I'm going to be done. Graduated. My years of irresponsible boozing, drama and just overall craziness will be over, and I'm going to have to join the rest of America in the work force. I can't describe how weird that feels. I havn't been here long enough. I don't want to grow up yet.
While I still have a good portion of this chapter left, I can't help but be somewhat excited for the next chapter of life.
I have started noticing a change in my actions towards everything - I'm less worried about others, and more focused on myself. I also have started looking at guys as father and husband potentials than just a great fuck or a wallet for my next meal. (haha.. dating for food.. lol)
I can't help but feel so weird, going into this part of my life. I'm so scared and so excited at the same time. A real job, a place of my own, buying a car on my own, weddings, babies.... life. The next big step.
Wow.
While I still have a good portion of this chapter left, I can't help but be somewhat excited for the next chapter of life.
I have started noticing a change in my actions towards everything - I'm less worried about others, and more focused on myself. I also have started looking at guys as father and husband potentials than just a great fuck or a wallet for my next meal. (haha.. dating for food.. lol)
I can't help but feel so weird, going into this part of my life. I'm so scared and so excited at the same time. A real job, a place of my own, buying a car on my own, weddings, babies.... life. The next big step.
Wow.