I did two years of college in High school because I wanted to be done with school as soon as possible. Last semester could have been the end of my college years if I had taken more credits while I was in high school...it wrapped up a total of four years of college. But alas, I was short just a little. So I have ONE MORE semester left. I think the fact that this is my last semester makes it just that much harder to go back. I find myself thinking and wishing that I should be/could be done already. I'm not done, but I am sooooo close.
So not only is today that last day of my summer vacation, but this is also quite possibly my last summer vacation. Unless I go back to school someday, which is a possibility (I'm only 20 for crying out loud!). But for now, that's what this summer was.
I'm not really scared of the fact that it's my last summer vacation. For some people that means they have to "get into the real world"...but while I might not have a "grown up job" yet, I have had a lot of the responsibilities of being a grown up and...it's not as scary as I thought it would be. It's still a lil scary at times, but I'm not cowering at the thought of being thrust into the "real world." I hate school. I'm ready to be done.
The other thing is that I love summer...I love summer just a bit too much. And I despise winter with a passion (whyyyy do I live in Minnesota? good question...). I don't ever want my summers to end.
I'm starting a new phase in my life, and I've been trying to get a full action packed last week in with my favorite person:
(he's wearing my mom's caribou sweatshirt...size small)
We really are headed for a completely different life than we have been living. Soon I'll be done with school and just working, and hopefully soon Jake will have a job...things are about to change and I'm just trying to "take it all in" before it does.
