It's tough to decide, at this point, if I'm having a great time, or if I'm wasting my time. My classes are all going at least decently, which I'm happy about (Kind of). I've made friends and rowing is fun. Debauchery with the rowing team every weekend, doesn't get any better (I guess). How would I be doing in my school work if I didn't try to live the life of what the stereotypical party-apt college student every weekend, and even during most weekdays? What clubs would I be joining? What people would I be meeting? how much more in touch would I be keeping with my family. I wish they all had facebooks, being a good son and letting them know constantly that I love them would be so much easier if they were under my "family" list on my facebook. How selfish of them, they need to know better.
As I look back on seven weeks of school, I can only wonder how much quicker the remaining weeks will go by. And, really, it's sort of a good thing. Breaks come fast. Summer comes fast. So when you're not taking part in your normal, everyday debauchery at school, you can do it at home with all your old buddies. But what also comes quickly is graduation. Fuck, I have to be an adult soon. They even tell us that sophomore year is the time to start looking into grad schools. And now all of a sudden I feel like if I'm waiting tables at the pizza joint during my summers and not some fancy internship relating to what I wanna do with my life, I'll fall behind. So the fun and the stress come quickly.
I guess I should give it a rest for a little while and stop feeling sorry for myself. I'm haven't had midterms for first semester of my freshman year yet...
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