It’s 14 hours before my first class tomorrow. Many people have asked, “How do you feel?” I’m weary. I’m energized. I’m anxious. I’m ecstatic. I’m indifferent. I don’t know what or how to feel. I want the semester to be over as soon as possible, but I also want to enjoy spending time with friends without knowing that time is ticking away. It’s almost like a peeling off a band-aid - the quicker you pull, the less it’ll hurt. All the spring time events and activities is the same old song and dance, though there are some new things to try out and see. I think the bottom line is that I just really want to play and explore and not have to worry about classes. Last semesters are meant for fun. They’re meant for carefree days. They’re meant for coasting. Based off the past 7 semesters, though, it’s difficult to imagine such a scenario, and that’s what’s truly making me apathetic about it all.
- Me: Dad, do you know where the box of boots are? I can't find them anywhere.
- Dad: I don't even know where a box of crayons is in this house.
Home Is Where The Heart Is
- Jessica: home now though
- i mean
- thats sad
Marital Status of Engineers
Senior Fellow in TI: So, what are your worries at your age? What do you worry about?
Students (Us): Fear of the future, wondering if the job is right, wondering if what we’re doing is worthwhile, etc.
Senior Fellow: Oh, so no one is worried about who they’re going to marry?!
Student: I think it’s a matter of if…