I feel like I’m in that awkward stage again. That stage when the mind deceives the body that the youngster is cool and mature, but the body and its non-existent growth spurt says no.
Well, not really.
It’s more of that ambitious feeling a twelve year old feels as he is a year away from being labeled that prestigious title of “teenager.”
Spending this month and the next applying to different colleges I can’t help but look up to those recent alumni. They’ve been here, they’ve done it, and they’re off to where ever their “grown-up” heart desires.
I still can’t fathom that I am here now too, doing college apps, and soon, I’ll be off to somewhere.
Kudos to dem college kids doe. Y yew guise so kewl? Y cant I just be lyk yew guise?