The Moral To The Story Is

as i approach the end of my sophmore year in college, i am realizing how fast the years are going by.

a little too fast for my taste

before you know it i will be graduating with a bachelors degree and not knowing what to do with my life.

i suppose i have to find a job once i graduate. well it wouldn't even be considered a job, by that point i will be 21 years old with a career. yes, 21. the most anticipated age.

is it normal that i am not excited? i am the opposite of a 19 year old living in new york city suprisingly. i rarely go out, and i haven't drank in about a year or so,(which isn't a bad thing, but for a second year college student it isn't nomal, ha).

what can i say i have done that is incredible from 18 up until i reach age 21. nothing. absolutely positively nothing.

i wonder if there is such a thing as a late teen crisis. i am definitely having one. i guess i'm going to start doing the things that someone my age should be doing. traveling, going out on the weekends and having an incredible job where i can just blow off money.

school is ending and summer is the nothing but the best time for me to get this youth party started.