Tempus Fugit

Remember back to your childhood days when everything was so simple? The hardest thing during a day was probably picking out what outfit you would wear to school that day. There were no worries about money, or getting places, or having to perform to someone's high standards. You just lived and that was that. I remember coming home from school as a child and taking my Bull Terrier, Maggie, out in the backyard. I had a playset that Maggie and I would have fun on for hours every night. I didn't have homework, or if I did it took me maybe 15 minutes and I considered that long. Life was blissfully simple. Now, as most kids go on, they get that transition into adulthood, losing the recess and homework gradually increasing, all the usual. I didn't have that. I went from blissful playtime to high school where I was asked what college I wanted to attend. I went from multiplication tables to algebra seemingly overnight. However, I coped, adapted, whatever you want to say. I will admit it wasn't easy but I made it and then went to college. If that hasn't been a nightmare Im not sure what would be. Classes suddenly got so long that I would fall asleep, homework would take me a couple hours, not to mention study time...granted, I knew it wouldn't be easy but it seemed to start slipping from me. Even with such problems, there is something about college that makes it all worth it. It is knowing that in only 4 short years I will be done. (I am NOT staying for 5, I will die.) It is knowing that for the rest of my life, I will have these memories and many friends. While I know that most of the things I learn probably fly right out of my head the second the final exam is over, there is still a lot I retain, things I have to retain if I want to make anything of myself. So yes, college is stressful and all, but I look back at the people in high school who laughed at me and told me I would never make anything of myself, and that I would be lucky to make it to college. Now, I am there, I am making it by and trying once again to disprove all those that say I don't belong there. It's funny how you can go from a little kid with no worries, to high school where worries jump out at you right and left, to college where you are simply looking for a little room to breathe from the worries that crush you. In the end...it's all worth it cuz it cant last forever! Take every moment in and savor it, the good, the bad, and the ugly. The bad makes you stronger and the good sustains you. After all...tempus fugit...time flies. (yes I am still affected by those 2 years of latin *shudder*)