A Tale of Two (Years Left)

And thus begins another crazy spring semester of my undergraduate career at UMASS Boston. Another six months of roommates, term papers, and stress, not to mention another six months closer to the formidable realization that the "REAL WORLD" is looming somewhere in my distant future. The key to success as a twenty-one year old undergrad girl? Perfecting your balancing act. Was Charles Dickens speaking directly to me about college when he wrote, 

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."


That Charles was a smart guy. How'd he know that 153 years later here I'd be struggling to cope with the best and worst of undergrad? I have had a lot of fun, sometimes too much fun!, and met a lot of amazing people in my college experience, yet I've also had a hell of a time dealing with roommates, pulling all-nights, and stressing out deciding what I want to do with the rest of my life. It certainly is the age of wisdom, and I've learned a lot from some absolutely incredible professors, yet I'm still just a kid making A LOT of mistakes, not too proud to call myself very foolish, at times. I have a lot to learn and a lot of growing up to do but I'd like to keep it that way for now. I want to enjoy myself and my friends while we're still young and crazy and happily unemployed. I have everything in front of me, all of the opportunities in the world and while I hate to admit it, not a clue of what to do with them or where I'll end up.