Time May Change Me, But I Can't Change Time

So, college starts in a few weeks, and to be honest, I am terrified, but in a wonderful way. For too long I've been thinking that things around me are stagnating, that I'm beginning to become a creature of habit, doomed to repeat the same thing over and over ad infinitum, but now this is a chance to break free and have new experiences and meet new people.

This year has been a real eye opener for me. I took it off to get some time to do things I wanted to do, but fell into a work/sleep routine that was so crippling socially and mentally that when I broke free it was as though I was reborn. When I was working I used to feel guilty for calling in sick just so I could see my best friends. Think about that for a second, my job which had no real bearing on my life whatsoever, had subverted my thoughts so much as to make me feel guilty for actually spending time with people I like. It scares me to think of that now. While it may seem to most like this year was wasted upon me, I did in fact learn one thing that I will never, ever forget. Time is golden, and is worth more than any person can give, time with friends on the other hand, is priceless...






(Yes, my new vagina is settling in quite nicely thanks for asking...)