Classy

It's taken some adjustment so far. I really don't know how I feel about the start of this semester seperate from a little frustration at my workload. I'm trying to be positive about the year and my understanding that anything could happen at this point to set me back from graduating on time. It's funny because I'll be so busy trying to get through this year that I really won't have too much focus and "after college". I suspect I shall learn, though, to be more responsible and wise with my time and focus.

I find that, while walking around campus, I sometimes try to remember what it was like being a freshman. All of those new feelings of insecurity and wonder that this new batch feels. The memory doesn't seem that distant, but the emotions somehow do. It's because of the gradual acceleration of time. They will feel it when they get to my time as well.

In relation to freshman nostalgia, I was fingering through my mental roladex of "things to do" that I started when I was very young. At the top of that list, before I stopped listing, were the last two goals I wanted to achieve in life. I wanted to go to college and I wanted to get married. So I worked towards those goals fervently until now. I realize the foolishness in my planning. I have no more desires in life other than those two things, one of which I am very close to completing... CRAP! What was I thinking!? Life doesn't end after marriage, despite what several couples might say. So where are my goals?

I shall spend the rest of this year not only completing my educational requirements, but also writing new goals and desires to turn my energies towards when I graduate. It's unplanned procrastination, I know. But if anyone can procrastinate with style and grace, that'd be me.

I'm going to bed now. I'll try and keep you posted on the next few days. Lots will be happening. Peace and love.