The end...or is it?
I am finished with my 3rd year of college. It's been full of ups and downs, but at the end I've learned a lot, had some good times and I know I have a good group of friends, even if some of them get on my nervous a little when I'm cramming for an exam. The end of the year always sneaks up on me, I have no idea why. I mean I am capabale of reading a calender, it just seems like everything kind of comes at me all at once at the end of the year and when the year ends I just stand around and think is it really over? Has another year of my life passed? Around this time next year I'll be accepted into grad school moving even farther in my journey of life, it seems so crazy to think of. But for now, I'm all about living today.