The TV is on, set to ESPN. They’re showing some football game that I don’t care for, but the remote is a good six feet away, and I can’t be bothered to retrieve it and change the channel.
My hellacious week of projects and papers is finally over. I turned in my seven (eight, barely) page paper this morning, and now I’m in the clear for at least a few days. Quite the nice feeling.
I went with Ben and Sarah to dinner tonight. We did some work in Harrison post-nachos, and I started looking up classes for the spring semester, as I register in a week. Of course, all the while we’re talking about credits to graduate, internships, graduating early, and so on.
This semester has gone by so fast already. I can’t believe we are two-thirds through October and exchanging shorts and tees for pants and peacoats. After this semester, I have three more. I’m past the halfway point.
Not to lie, I’m starting to freak. Each semester has passed by faster than the previous ones, and I know the speed just picks up from here. I think my slight panic is related to it being October and all this talk of resumé updating and internship applying. I am thinking so far in advance right now, it’s scary.
I had to get away from the school mentality after dinner, so I ended up playing a few rounds of pool at TDU with Joey. That was great; of course, now that I’m home, I’m back thinking again.
Do I really have to graduate and be a “real adult” in a short year-and-a-half? If nothing else, I know that everything I’ve done at JMU thus far has been memorable, worthwhile, and shaped who I am. I wouldn’t give it up for anything.
“Leave a mark that can’t erase neither space nor time,
So when the director yells ‘cut’ I’ll be fine, I’m forever young” –Jay-Z, Forever Young