quickly.

Its scary to think that today is April 10th. It seems like August was two days ago and now, its all I can think of is that its 4 months from now.

Its hard to believe my freshman year of college is almost over. Its been by far, the fastest year of my life.
I am not sure why its so scary that its over, usually I look forward to another year. Its weird that there are only 3 years left of college. Although high school was fast, it seemed to last forever as well. Those last 3 months seemed to be doubled and summer seemed to be further away rather than closer.

For me, graduation from high school was kind of surreal. Graduation is one of those things you know is going to happen, but its hard to believe actually receiving that diploma and being done with high school forever. As I stood in my white cap and gown in June of last year, it was so weird to be..finished. To have completed all my required schooling, to be able to never see people again. Of course graduating was something I expected, but it always seemed so far away--something that would never really come.

Now, its surreal that my first year of college is almost over. Just like graduation, I always imagined I would end up in this place one day, but was never able to really see it.

Honestly, just like the venture into college, I am nervous for the summer. After eight months of living with 3 other people 24/7 in one room and not being home for longer than a few weeks, the transition back to living with my family is going to be difficult. There isnt the same kind of freedom and caring for yourself that you get used to and love during college.

I wouldnt say I am afraid of being home for so long, more like just not looking forward to it. Its not that I dont want to spend time with my family/high school friends, its more like I got so used to spending time with the people here that what used to be familiar isnt that way any longer.

Right now, I am at the point of trying to figure out what to do. I go to bed late here, I go out on the weekends. I do things differently than the people in my house do. I am not sure yet whether I should try to do those things or give them up for the summer. Does being home mean life changes a lot? Its kind of like..setting your boundaries with yourself instead of the parents.

Sometimes I think its funny the way people take school for granted and cant wait to get out. In a few years, what are those people going to have to look back on? Where will the memories of fun times be when they rushed through the years? Ive realized that no matter how fast a year may go by or how fast you want it to, it needs to be taken one day at time and enjoyed to the fullest.