O, precious time...
This past year has been exhausting.
I find as I grow older that time moves faster. I obviously don’t want it to, but I think it’s just a fact of life. I fear that sooner or later a year may pass by in a blink of an eye.
My grandma always used to tell me not to wish my life away, and that living right now was how I would find joy in life. If I’m constantly looking ahead, then I’ll never take the time to stop and look around at the present.
I think time may just be moving faster for me now because I have so much to do.
Currently I am unusually busy for someone my age, but I’m starting to notice that all my friends and all my classmates seem to be heading down this twisting path.
I don’t think people my age get enough credit for how much we do. Then again I’d say we are all rather self-centered. I’m not going to defend myself, but the most important person to me is my dog. I come in at second. I tend to put others before myself.
I once drove to a friend’s house with no gas in my car to help her with homework. Running on fumes can be quite scary, actually.
There’s a lot a person my age has to look forward to, but it’s quite a bit of work to actually get there. While I’m in school now and trying to juggle keeping my GPA up, keeping up with three different clubs, and also going to dance almost every single day, I also have to worry about my future.
It’s something I don’t like to think about, because it entails me sitting down alone and actually thinking about it. I don’t have time for that right now.
I don’t mind thinking about college though, as I will soon have to pack up all my possessions and go to college somewhere.
Finding out where that somewhere is going to be is where the really hard part comes in. You see, if you don’t have a plan with what you want to do as a career, then you are kind of just mindlessly looking at schools across the state thinking, “Oh, this one’s nice.”
Luckily I’ve done my research on colleges, and I actually love looking at graduating statistics now for some reason.
While narrowing down where I don’t want to go is always a good thing, it’s then that I have to find in that long list where I would actually want to go. That’s where the hard part comes in, and you have to take the time to sit and think about it.
Once again, time is something I don’t have a lot of at this point.