At the end of my sophomore year of college, I found myself less than excited to embrace my status as "halfway finished with college." Between my feeling that I'd pretty much just started college and self-proclaimed cluelessness about the real world, I was not thrilled about being a junior. It felt old and uncomfortable to have upperclassman status, and the thought alone caused me some panic. I had been warned about how quickly it goes by, but it still felt as if I'd barely blinked an eye before these two years had passed. Had I really finished half of my college experience, and if so, what did I have to show for it?

When I actually thought about it, the answer was that I did have quite a bit to show for it. In the 24 months since I was a wide-eyed freshman allowing the energetic OAs to move my belongings into my freshmen dorm room, I have completed four semesters, sixteen college classes, two internships, changed my mind about what I wanted to major in about four times, finally declared a major, rushed a sorority and forged several friendships that I hope will see me through at least the better part of the next few decades of my life. When you put it like that, it doesn't feel like a small feat anymore. But nonetheless, I felt as if there was still so much more to do, as well as a sense of impending pressure to make the most of the time I had left to call myself a college student.

So, I wrote a manifesto to calm my mid-college-life crisis as a way to remind myself what I should be doing with the time I have left, and here it is:

I promise to enjoy every single day I have left on Bucknell's campus. Whether it's a beautiful 75-degree day or the temperature is approaching negatives, it's still the day I have in front of me.

I will continue to challenge myself and will embrace the discomfort that comes with that. I will remind myself of the fear and discomfort that came with me when I came to college for the first time and when I moved to New York City for the summer and remind myself that good things came out of those experiences in the end.

I will joke about my inability to do homework or go out because of my love affair with Netflix, but will never actually mean it. There are far more important experiences to be had outside of my bed.

I will embrace my school and my experience for what it is. I will embrace who I am at this point in my life fully and be unafraid to dance awkwardly and laugh too loudly when the occasion calls for it.

I will make more of an effort to not let my status as Greek-affiliated junior define me or my ability to forge relationships with people who are not exactly like me. Instead, I will make the conscious decision to be open-minded while still remaining proud of those things that are an aspect of my identity. I will also do my best to push myself to continue to try new things.

I will be good to my friends, remember their birthdays, listen when they need to be listened to and will celebrate their achievements as if they were my own.

I will ask more questions in everything I do, from my classes to people I meet, and keep in mind everyone I meet knows something that I don't.

I will do everything in my power to remain optimistic instead of cynical. I will not be too hard on myself for not knowing how I'll get a job, manage money and keep in touch with all of my friends after graduation all right now.

Finally, I will have hope and faith for the future, but I will not let the impending future and thoughts of being an adult ruin my ability to enjoy being

happy with where I am right now.