So far, 2013 has been my most grown-up year of all time. I’ve gotten a new job, passed my previous year’s classes (an immense accomplishment, believe-you-me), did my taxes early, and planned out the beginnings of my new life after graduation. Now, at the ripe old age of 24, I finally feel like I’m growing up.

And yet, at the same time, I feel incredibly like a little kid again. This being my last year of school, there is very little on campus that I care about, let alone my classes. It’s a constant struggle, greater than it has ever been, to get up every morning and just put clothes on. I would much rather sit around in my underwear and play video games or watch Netflix. Sometimes even that becomes too much of a chore, and I find myself just laying around. Senioritus is in full effect here folks.

And honestly, I’m tired of it. I walked into my first college class in 2007, one year after I graduated from high school. Now, in 2013, that day feels like a lifetime ago.

But while I sit around and wait for future to come and take me, I can’t forget the people and places that brought me where I am today. Though I may lament the classes I need to graduate, and the tests I need to take to pass said classes, without the experiences I’ve had at ACU I wouldn’t be anywhere near the person I am today, whether it’s in the classroom, or at any of the six different jobs I’ve had around campus, or just talking to any of the multitudes of amazing professors I’ve had these past few years.

So finally, for all those seniors like me who have way too much work and no desire to do it, take solace in knowing that you’re almost done, and that the time you spend here will shape you for a very, very long time to come. Or at least that’s what they keep telling me.