DOOMSDAY

Sunday was Graduation Day for Duke's Class of 2K7. It's hard to believe I only have two more years at this school; I distinctly remember every detail of my freshman year Move-In Day and the numerous memories I made in the subsequent days. Now I've hit my peak and am currently careening my way down to the end of my college career. How did I get this old? I feel quite aged, despite still being in my teens, but even those days will soon be coming to end seeing as my birthday is in two months. The big 2-0. What a scary thought. I can feel the wrinkles nervous with anticipation for that day, just ready to magically appear on my forehead and around my eyes and mouth. The reason why I'm so scared is because I don't feel ready to take on the responsibility of being an adult. I want to freeze time. I want to savor the moment without having it slip away. I know it sounds immature, but I am truly, whole-heartedly mortified at the possibility that I am under-prepared for what is to come and that I will fail. Life is so overwhelming and I like my bubble. I like knowing what is going on around me. Everyone tells you to seize the moment but what if that moment turns into an era of misfortune. Every step has its consequences, and from experience, I haven't exactly made the best decisions. I feel like I'm walking on broken glass and at any time, I am about to gash open my foot and end up bleeding out. Game over. The end. Better luck next time...