We all hit that point when we (unfortunately) begin to realize that we have to start growing up. And while it is very evident that some people make this realization way way…way later than others, we all do it. And for me, it is happening now. Last year I was a carefree, dollar night loving kinda girl. You could almost always catch me out and about, because there was no way I was going to miss a single experience during my freshman year. But the reality is that unlike the bouncer that always let you get by with what clearly wasn’t your ID, you can’t fake your way through life.

As I was walking into class on my first day of sophomore year feeling tired and looking somewhat homeless, I suddenly realized how far behind I was. Being in a major of soon to be politicians and government employees will always make you feel like a little bit of a slacker, but especially after they all just had summers full of internships and resume boosting jobs. When the kid sitting next to me was diligently taking notes on the syllabus in his tie and obviously ironed shirt I knew this right here was my “I need to become an adult now” moment.

So you’re probably thinking that you’ve got plenty of time. Two or three more years to get your life together is totally adequate. Ehhhhh…well that’s debatable. But don’t worry your time will come soon. Maybe yours wont’ be as drastic as mine, but it will still undoubtedly happen. The desire to want to be successful in life comes from within. No amount of career fairs or talks about how you can only be claimed on your parents insurance for so much longer (so you should probably get a job that provides it) can convince you to take the initiative.

So as the semester progresses and you have a sudden desire to go to class, apply for internships, study, get exceptional grades, be involved around campus, AND maintain a social life on top of that. Go for it. And welcome to the not-so sophomore/junior/senior slump life.