Time is relative.
It seems like just last week I was entering junior year with a mind full of optimistic goals and hopes for the outcomes of this year. I was still unsettled with this year's staff, and I was anticipating new episodes of Pushing Daisies and Life.
Now, I have none of those goals accomplished, I have been pushed into a whole new position with a news staff, I can now only anticipate two more episodes of Daisies, and my teacher has asked me to do personal statements.
Personal statements??? FUH.
It seems that college and senior year are throttling at me now with full force and little to no physical obstruction. I mean, I have a concert that I'm barely prepared for (supply-ily speaking, not musically), a SAT exam next week, banquets yet to eat at and summer classes yet to sign up for. I feel so naked (figuratively speaking) for the now.
I just hope that the future is kinder to me than I think it will be.
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