I don't want to miss out on finishing school, there are many flavors of academics (not all annoying don't-hold-the-door-for-you-even-tho-you-are-directly-behind-them like a guy in my anthro class), there are amazing profs like my Spanish and Anthro profs, and I love to be in the midst of it.
I'm scared though. I can admit that. I have no idea how my efforts will turn out.
This post brought to you by an interesting day.
Remind me to tell you about the bus driver who dropped me off right at the door of my school today. He's the nicest bus driver in town, maybe in the state.