I find myself thinking a lot, reminding myself, that I'm supposed to be having a blast.
I am always hearing older people, perhaps friends' parents, reminiscing about their days in college and grand adventures. And I look around at my life and I can't imagine what stories I'll be telling people about in ten years. 'Yes, darling, my first semester of college was craaaaaazy! I was still the same person I was three months before and I still spent most of my time reading alone or watching boys play video games, it was insane, those were the good days.'
In years where everything is supposed to be so different and exciting, I feel exactly the same.
Here's to the best years of our lives, ya'll.
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