double post, oops (but college rocks)

again, double post. but i’m over it. i’m in class right now (oops) and i just had this epiphany about how great college is. i’ve probably mentioned it before, and i know this isn’t the first time i’ve had this epiphany. but to be honest, i’m already having to start thinking about my future and it’s terrifying. college is so easy (relatively speaking, everything but class) because i live in this (mostly) perfect little world, with my perfect little friends, and my perfect little idealistic life. but i know that in a year-and-a-half, BOOM my life will get crumpled up into a little ball and thrown into a different city (hopefully) and kicked around and stepped on. and then eventually i’ll settle back into a ‘perfect’ little life. but then again, nothing is perfect even when i think it is. but hey, that’s pretty neat. because since i don’t know what’s around the ‘corner of life,’ it could be anything. and ‘anything’ could mean super exciting. or not, either way. i’ll find out soon enough.

but i just like love college. i don’t have to report to anyone, i don’t have to tell anyone else how to act, i can leave whenever i want to, and i don’t have to be home by 5 to cook dinner for anyone. this. is. the. best. my dad has always told me that college is the best time of your life. he’s so right. i’m glad i’m here and i’m glad i know that i’m doing the right thing.Β 

i’m soaking up this time and trying to love every minute of it. sometimes i get stressed, but then i try and remember that it won’t be like this forever. and that’s both terrifying and exhilarating.Β 

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