Just went through my yearbook from senior year in high school

and so, naturally, I’m a mixture of emotions.

First, I’m nostalgic. Looking back on the “good ol’ days” makes me think about how simple and carefree life used to be and how I took almost all of it for granted. I miss those days, but in all honesty, I would not go back and relive those times. As I think back, I become more and more aware of how much I’ve changed. It’s weird really, to see who you used to be and who you are now and not really understand how a drastic change could have occurred so unnoticed. Hmm. Anyway, this brings me to my next emotion: motivation

I am more motivated than ever to succeed. If my high school self could see me now I think she might be a little disappointed. Not because of my lack of effort or success, but because of my lack of confidence. I haven’t given myself enough credit for who I am and where I am today. I used to be proud of myself, but I don’t remember the last time I felt anything close to that lately. It’s time to change all that; slowly, but surely.

Next emotion: excitement! I’m really looking forward to the beginning of something different. I’m halfway through with undergrad now and I just have a good feeling about things (in a really realistic way).

I was going to babble on for quite a bit longer, but this always happens to me where I start writing and suddenly get tired and decide that anything more I say would be unnecessary. So, I’m off to work on my summer reading list. 

This has been a post.

Goodnight, world.