Ferris Bueller once said, "Life moves pretty fast, if you don't stop and look around once in a while you could miss it." Well, retweet Ferris, retweet!! My college career is rapidly coming to an end and I don't know if I'm ready to leave quite yet.

I'm not exactly sure when it happened. I can't remember what I was doing. I don't even know who I was with, but something hit me. I'm grown up. And not going to lie, it's a little scary. I remember moving into my dorm room freshman year thinking, "I can't believe I made it to college." Of course, I knew I was going to make it to college but leading up to that day, it just didn't seem real.

Fast forward, I'm about to start junior year. Junior year? The countdown is starting now and I have less than two years. Two years to be stupid with my friends before going into the real world. Two years to apply to as many internships that I can find in hopes of getting one. Two years to soak up every thing college has left to offer. Two years until I'm actually a 'grown up.'

But it already happened. The growing up part, I mean. You know college is such a weird place. We're expected to act like adults but I've never been around so many grown children in my life. No one knows what they're doing, really. I've eaten at Chick-fil-A more times than I want to admit. We've learned to puke and rally and still manage to get to class the next day (which isn't always easy). But we also hold jobs, executive positions in our sororities/fraternities, and are even part of SGA. We're passing our classes and becoming responsible human beings. So we kind of already are adults in some way. And it's going to happen whether we like it or not!

Somewhere along the line I went from an excited and naive kid to a mature adult. I'm way more worried about my future than I should be. My friends are getting engaged and having babies. And if that doesn't make you want to throw up then congrats you're probably engaged to be married and/or have a bun in the oven. (Sorry I don't mean to sound so cynical).

I have no clue if I'm ready for the real world, how I became 'grown up' or what a reverse mortgage is. Growing up is scary and real. So my advice is to make the next two years (or however long you have left in college) the best years of your life because adulthood is coming, and that is a whole new level of terrifying. So good luck and may the odds be in your favor.