This year's fall releases a new vibe. While I am saving money for Christmas gifts and making holiday plans as usual, I am also saving and planning for a bigger journey. In 6 months I will no longer be a student. Midterms will cease to haunt my Octobers and Marches. My money will go towards expensive, cute shoes instead of wordy, heavy and overbearing textbooks. Night class will be replaced with nightlife.
I am excited to enter what most call the 'real world', but I am also hesitant. I have to be a big kid. An adult. An independent. A survivor. While the intimidation of true responsibility is beginning to sit heavily on my shoulders, I also worry that I did not do enough during my college years. Did I learn enough? Did I have enough fun? Will I regret anything?
Soon I cannot depend on test scores to reassure that I know a thing or two. I will not have the satisfaction of receiving a good grade for my hard work, and life won't be divided into semesters. I will have to endure long, stressful hours. Tums will be inhaled like candy. My mistakes from the day will trickle into the few dreams I will be able to have during my four hours of sleep that night.
When I think about all that lies ahead, only one thing comes to mind:
BRING IT ON
