wow. junior year. down the drain...

i was looking at a friend from high school's profile, announcing where she was going to live her SENIOR YEAR of college, and i was like WHOA hold up. Seniors? I can remember so clearly picking out my outfit for the first day of orientation at high school. Mind you, I have long since burned those cloths cause I really wish I couldn't remember that outfit. I can remember growing away and to people, I can remember how complicated it all seemed, and how easy it would be now...I remember "love" and death and football games and boats and announcements and studying for AP Chem killer tests.....the cast parties, the sleep-overs, the boys, the girls, the proms, the trips, the dramas....


high school.


what a frickin' riot.


and then, there's college. you have this idea in your head of what you are going to be like "at the end of the tunnel" as a wise man once said (right alexis?). but am i that person? can i still be that person at the end of next year? i can think of where i want to be in five years, and if i want kids, and that i want to be married to munger....but how do i get there? what are the steps to get there?


two years ago, this time freshman year, i never would have thought i would be sitting here, at hofstra, as an RA, still with the most amazing boyfriend ever, on the dean's list and happy. never thought about it. never considered it an option. who knew that happiness was going to happen and find me on long island? it must have gotten lost somewhere between vermont and long island...maybe got stuck on the verranzano w/out the toll....whatever the cause, i'm okay graduating from hofstra. hopefully, i'll still feel the same when i graduate NEXT FRICKIN' MAY. but where will i be in june 2006?




on a different note, 21 is awesome, and my birthday was AMAZING. flowers from boyfriends rock. your best friends mom taking you out to dinner. your best friend taking you out todrinks. people buying you drinks at the bar....21 was awesome. i got to see everyone that week and celebrate it the right way. the party at home rocked, too, although to be honest, i dont remember the whole night, but bits and pieces come back now and then.


peace out. going to build a mud hut in the woods with tmack so i don't have to think anymore.




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