The Beginning of the End
Yesterday was the first day of the new semester. Walking to my class, a realization suddenly hit me harder than it ever has before:
Shit, this is the beginning of the last semester of my undergraduate career. Starting from this day, I have 16 weeks to figure out what to do with my life - or at least to figure out a starting point.
16 weeks...growing up is a really scary thought.
Shit, this is the beginning of the last semester of my undergraduate career. Starting from this day, I have 16 weeks to figure out what to do with my life - or at least to figure out a starting point.
16 weeks...growing up is a really scary thought.
1 Comments:
Kinda scary, isn't? I"m sure you'll be fine because if I know you--you're going to be off to another WILD adventure!
Sheila, I want to take this opportunity to let you know (being overdramatic here) how I miss Hot pot; watching pirated movies and drinking beer!!!
I hope all is well with you.
Take care,
Melissa
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