As the school year is coming to an end, I start to feel the anxious, yet exciting, feeling churning inside my stomach. Time really does fly; I'm pretty much halfway through college. Who knew I'd be here...4 years ago? Let alone, a year? I'm a firm believer that my decisions have made me who I am today, no matter how much I [may have] regretted them in the past. I went from some apathetic teen who applied to CAMS [my high school] on a whim, surprisingly got in, and somehow landed at UCI. Looking back, I've been making big decisions early on.
Why is it that now, at 19 years old, I've having trouble making decisions? I know life doesn't get any easlier, but as the days go on, I feel as if I'm digging myself into a whole of uncertainty. It scares me how fast time passes, and how responsibilities like fending for myself financially pop up. It's like, when did I grow up? Likewise, for the first time that I can remember, I'm not sure what I want anymore. I'm sorting this internal battle of deciding if my motives are based on what I really want, as opposed to what I feel is "right."
Frankly, I'm a little uneasy about what lies ahead.
Who's with me on this one?
twerkin'
13 years ago
