When you're young, time goes by as if you're staring at the clock waiting for your life to move on. Elementary school is an eternity, middle school is an awkward blur, and high school is a blink of an eye.

As fast as those pre-college years go by, when college begins it doesn't even seem real.

After finishing my sophomore year, I can officially say I'm halfway done with undergrad, and I have absolutely no idea how that's even possible.

How is it possible that I graduated high school two years ago? How is it possible that I only have two years left until I'm done with school forever?

My first half of college was absolutely nothing like I expected it to be, but not in a bad way.

I survived classes, presentations, and finals. I survived awkward conversations with strangers and eating meals alone.

I still don't know how I'm supposed to do life on my own after the other half of college is over in two years, but I hope to take those two years to figure that out.

My first two years have come and gone,and thank goodness that the second was better than the first, but truly any year of my life beats the year I spent as a lonely first year student over an hour away from home.

I've found in my second year some of the joys of college, and the people that can make it that way.

As I prepare for summer, I'm thinking of the internship I'll have next year, seeing the people I've become closer with this year, and ultimately planning for what comes after graduation, though it is still pretty far in the distance.

That time will go by faster than the first half, I'm sure of it.

When I say I'm halfway through college, I'm still in disbelief myself. Time doesn't stop, whether you're ready for the future or not.

That's why I, and everyone else in this same predicament, have to cherish the years without so many responsibilities and loads of free time because it isn't guaranteed on our long road ahead.

Two years down, and two years that will no doubt feel like a rollercoaster ride to go.