I  know it's been a while but it should have been expected. I say I'm not like mom in that I don't pick things up and drop them unexpectedly. I was working out all the time at the start of the summer and eating really well. I went home for a week and kinda hopped off that and now I have to slowly work my body back into it. I discovered a newfound appreciation for running. Bri got me into it and I found myself going to run on my own. This summer was exactly what I  needed, exactly what I planned for it to be. Time for me to work on me, time to be on my own and granted it feels like I never left; however, I  knew I'd be miserable if I went home. I sometimes feel bad that I don't enjoy being home as much as I should. There's often a feeling of never leaving high school when I'm there. I have my home life and my college life and slowly college life is overshadowing home life. I'm becoming more okay with it every day. It's feels like years since graduation. Two years have passed and I'm going into my junior year of college. It's as though I was just a junior in high school. The students I saw graduate above me as a junior are now graduating college and I'm not sure where the time went. To know I have to start my career soon is intimidating. I  think I know what I want to do with the rest of my life, but I'm not even 20. How can I be sure? I  can't. I want to make a difference. I'm a big believer in things happening the way they're supposed to. When I worked reunion this year, I was assigned to the 50th class reunion dinner. Working reunion was a great experience for me both years. I love speaking to alumni and hearing their experience at Brandeis. This year I had the greatest encounter. During the dinner, I almost went to sit at one table and looked over and saw the table to the left looked like a livelier bunch of alums. I took my seat and struck up some lovely conversations. To my left was a woman who so friendly and welcoming, eager to speak with me. Soon, the whole table had embraced me warmly. To my right was a man named Stephen. He was a forensic psychologist from New York. It was as if out of all the liaisons working this weekend, I was meant to be in that room sitting at that table. This summer has been so helpful for me. I was able to take time for myself and really do some reflection and enjoy some me time. I  am working two jobs, and I have 3 more weeks until I  go home for the last 2 weeks of summer. Where did summer go? Maybe it's because I barely left, but it feels as though it was just spring semester. This is going to be an interesting year. I'm living off campus, I will have an internship in the fall, and a few of my friends graduated. I really do think it's for the best. Sometimes being with those people became sad and depressing. It wasn't like that last year. Freshman year, everything felt so stressful in the moment. It wasn't close to how this year went. I  felt as though, everything was crumbling around me. I have two more years in college. That's it. Two more years to prepare myself for the future, to make a path for my life. Easy enough, right??? The semester is about 5 weeks away. I'm very excited about my classes and my internship. Is it bad to say I'm not all that excited about softball? I  think it's good that I'm becoming less dedicated to it. I still love the sport, but it will make it easier when it's time to say goodbye. I'm excited about school and what I'm learning. I'm excited to start my career and do something I'm passionate about. As we speak, I'm waiting to have an interview for a student union position, director of communications. I have two years left at Brandeis and I feel as though, I haven't left a mark I'm proud of. All that is going to change!