This is especially pertinent on days like this when I’m sitting at my desk writing my thesis and wondering what the heck I’m doing with my life. I have no plans for the future. I have dreams, I have wishes, I have desires - but no plans. I don’t know where I’ll be after May 13, 2012, when I leave this school for good and I can no longer say, “I’m in college,” when people ask me what I do. I’ll suddenly be thrust into the world of “I don’t know” and “I’m still trying to figure that out” and “I don’t have a job yet.” I don’t want that. I want to stay here, surrounded by people who make me happy and who I get to see every day if I want to. My sister once told me that the thing she missed most about college was being in such close proximity to people. I’ll miss being able to call my friends and ask if they want to come over for dinner or watch a movie or drink the rest of the Malibu that’s in their freezer. I’ll miss staying up until 4am for absolutely no reason at all. I’ll miss complaining about how much work I have to do while simultaneously going somewhere or doing something else instead of working on it. I want to move on. I want to go into the real world. I want a job that will make me happy. I do. Just not yet. (Source: yeahthathappened)
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