I Miss Classes

I miss the feeling of finally completing a hard semester and being done, even if only for a little bit.  I remember last year, after my last final, I ran on Huntington with my arms held high and I could actually feel all of my stress, agony, and to-do lists lift away.  I felt like nothing in the world could destroy me because I just completed my first complete year of college.  If I could label one night as the best night of my life, that would be it.  I had an amazing job to look forward to in the summer, I had no more organic chemistry to ever worry about, and life was the best it could ever get.

Here I am now.  Stressed, agonized, and full of to-do lists on co-op. Ugh.