As my freshman year of college comes to a highly anticipated finale, I find myself coming to terms with some particularly cruel realities of the world. Throughout this year I have learned a lot about who I am as a student, person and figure in society. There’s been a lot of moments of pure-dread, and wishing that I could revert back to being a toddler or even (and I honestly NEVER thought I would say this, so fasten your seat belts, kids) a high-schooler. Sadly, nobody is smart enough to invent time travel– or should I say dumb-enough?– so I am stuck here, a 19 year-old with 40 dollars to her name and not even the slightest hint of a plan. Maybe that isn’t such a hopeless situation, though? I mean I know I am getting older but I still have time to achieve my dreams…. right? I don’t know. I guess that is why I am writing about it.
So, here is a lot of opinionated feelings. If this doesn’t make me famous, then at least I will have documented my pathetic life so that when I have offspring they can feel better about themselves. Enjoy!