Intuition

So I'm back home until Thursday, studying for my upcoming finals.  I have three -- Friday, Sunday, & Monday. I'm really nervous for two of them, but I'm finding that I don't want to study for them; I guess Freshmanitis has kicked in (all too soon, no less).

With that said, I'm almost done freshman year.  That's really intimidating.  This year went by quickly, and if this is, supposedly, the slowest year of your college career, then the next three years will fly by.  I don't want it to fly by -- I want to revel in everything that will happen, the good and the bad.  It's scary that I'll be in the real world after college.  I want to grow up, just not so soon.

WH AT? !

Oh dear, it's 5:36 AM and I've honestly gotten nothing done tonight.

Greek Week is here. I have so much to do in so little time. I'm getting the chills just thinking about the shit that needs to be done... alcohol needs to be imbibed ASAP.

I leave Lehigh (and my freshman year) on May 4th or May 5th...that's less than a month left of school. They say freshman year goes by the slowest. If that's the case, then I'll be graduating before I know it.

Gosh, I'm getting the chills from all of this... and from the fan that's oscillating in my room. Regardless, I'm almost nearing the end. Wow.