Literally, there's a week left of sophomore year and, like, the fact that that means we'll be juniors is actually freaky. Like, hardest year of college like can't just mess around anymore. Like, wait — you're saying I actually have to get my life together? College is halfway over? What?
I literally can't even describe how I feel about that.
Actually, yes, I so can.
Scared. Like about as scared as Kevin in "Home Alone."
With a little bit of "um, no thank you, I'll pass"...
...And a whole lot of "I feel like a deer in the headlights."
Some general mixed emotions.
Some "well, shit."
Literally, "What? No."
Lots of "I'm sorry, what?"
Definitely some anger at where half of college just went
And finally, lots of binge eating to cope.