It's a bummer that everything is so fantastic, but with only a little over a month left in the semester to enjoy it. While most people are anxious for summer to arrive and overjoyed about the fall semester, I'm dreading both. I love the life I've settled into here. The faces I see every day around Bruce have become my family, and many of them are leaving for the military, other schools or will be moving into places of their own in Denton. I know that next semester, my life will be nothing like it has been this past year. In some ways, that might be good, but on the other hand, I will miss the faces I see daily the most.
I have a feeling I'm going to go mad this summer. After adjusting and growing used to a completely self-sufficient life devoid any responsibility, going back to living with my mother, having a job and car, and actually having chores and shit to do is going to be an adjustment I'm probably going to be disgruntled in making. I won't have the built-in social life and atmosphere that living in a dorm provides, nor will I be near the majority of my college family, which has grown quite large. Don't get me wrong, it will be amazing to be able to see my high school friends again, but it will be hard to go from seeing people 24/7 to not at all for three months.
I look forward with a new perspective of not holding back and coasting through life with a quarter tank. I may not have epic stories or tons of adventure, but by jove, I'm going to enjoy everything that I do.