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what happened to days of simplicity? why must we be bombarded with so many things at once? as college students, we are expected to determine the rest of our LIVES at the young, inexperienced age of 21. our careers. our life partners. it's so scary and overwhelming. i've only got one year left until i'm out there in the real world, and i still feel as unstable as ever. i don't know what's going to happen. i know what i want to happen, kind of. but how can i be sure that is the right thing? life is full of changes and evolving into other things. how can i have anything constant with never-ending change? i suppose that is what true love is. distance is a bitch. and so is unf. i just don't know what to do. i suppose it will all work itself out in time. but how much time is necessary? 25% of my life is already gone, if i live to age 80. i've only got 60 years left to become successful and happy. and i have no clue where to begin. or end.