School used to lag on for what seemed like centuries, but now it's as though I went to bed in August and the next day I'm taking finals and getting ready to go home. I'm not sure how I feel about college--it's like this completely different life I have and everything is so different and unlike anything I have ever experienced yet familiar at the same time. It would be cliche to say that I'm a changed person but I guess I am. During these months I grew up, I learned to take responsibility for my actions, I learned to socialize, I made an ass out of myself on numerous occassions, I got a little too drunk some nights and studied too little on others. This year marked the beginning of my adulthood, a long exalted phase of my life that I never though I'd reach. Sometimes it's like you're not even living your own life; rather you stand there watching yourself and then you think to yourself and say, wow, that was me. I did that. I have to make tiramisu. Peace.