Musings. Not particularly self-helpish.

I'm a hopeless procrastinator. I wish I weren't. I think I'd have a much happier, healthier, and more productive life if I weren't. However, I guess the first step is admitting that I have a problem.

It's strange to think that in less than two weeks I will have officially completed three years of undergraduate work. Technically, by next Monday I will be finished. That is strange days. High school is fading into this distant collection of memories. Most fond, others...not so much. I guess it's like that for everyone, really.

Sometimes it will hit me that within ten years I will (god willing) have a career, a husband, kids..a real adult life. But for now, I just want to turn 21. Oh yes I do.

Cross posted to le el jay