sassy semester endings

And suddenly, I am at the midlife crisis of my college career.

It is an invigorating idea – there are so many possibilities ahead! Summer, travel, my 21st birthday (it’s the most wonderful time of the year! oh wait..) and of course another two years of fun, friends and fiascos.

So what the hell is everyone so worried about? Seniors are stressin’ hardcore over jobs, living with the ‘rents (scary thought) and all that grown-up shit. Juniors are jittering about becoming the “oldies” on campus. Sophomores? Hah. We’re relishing in the sweet spot of being halfway through with school and yet still having two more years of goofing off. I mean, studying.

Campus is buzzing – and not just from these last few nights of fratting for the year. Lines linger outside book returns, Ellis is at max capacity with caffeine-crazed procrastination pros while Truman’s pond is finally open for all the sun-bathing slackers (aka me. but really, I brought flashcards!!)

Finals may be the last battle before freedom, er, summer, but I have to admit, I’m going to miss campus. Freshman year was all about adjusting, but sophomore year I came into my own. Closer with friends, more composed and confident, I’m ready for everything that life has to offer.

So while others sweat under the pressure of tests and the long, unknown future ahead, I’m going to kick back on the quad and watch the day go by. What do I have to lose? I’m 20. I’m healthy. I’m energetic and enthusiastic. I’ve got my whole life ahead of me to be a responsible adult. For now, I’m just ready for the next hoorah. Who’s with me?


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