I can't believe the semester is almost over. I can't believe that I am almost done with my freshmen year. It seems so surreal. I feel like yesterday I was in orientation wondering how in the world I was ever going to remember how to get to all my classes.
This semester has been one heck of a ride. I've learned, listened, laughed, cried, yelled, jumped for joy, had happy times and sad times. As I look back, it hits me how fast time flies. We really have to make the most of the time we have here on Earth.
To be honest, even 8th grade doesn't sound like it was too long ago.
This year has been an amazing one and once it's officially over, I do plan on writing a HUGE blog about it, so prepare yourselves.
But for now, I'm still in shock that it's almost over. In a way, I'm trying to hang on to the end of this semester in every way that I can. I don't want to grow up so fast. Thinking of turning 20 next year is probably one of the most depressing thoughts ever. It seems so old to me. I still can't accept that I'm 19! And to be honest, on my 18th birthday I shed some tears. I had a feeling that becoming an "adult" meant I had to leave my youth and child likeness behind. That thought haunted me. I wanted to be 17 forever and to this day, it still seems like the perfect age to me.
It's all passing me by too fast. I often wonder if I'm making the most of my teenage years. With the end of these years so close, it's hard not to look back on the good, the bad, and the ugly. But it does help that I can look back and say that I was truly happy. I experienced things that many people will never have to experience. But those experiences made me strong. They made me truly appreciate the happy times. They made me who I am today. And for that and that alone, it was all worth it.