I have noticed something lately, I don't know what it is, but it seems as though as I get older, time moves so much quicker. I remember when I was in elementary school, and it seemed like it would be eternity before I went into the high school. (well it didn't help that I really disliked my elementary school :S) I would be sitting in class all the time, hating that I was still treated like a little kid and I just wanted to grow up so much faster!
Then, by the time I made it to high school, i was a little happier but it was strange. (at my school begins in the seventh grade because we are considered a "college") By the time I could even get used to this new system four years went by in a blink of an eye. And now I am sitting at home just in awe, at how fast this has gone by. But then I also think about decisions I need to make, and if four years went by that quickly, I now have two years left to make all the decisions about my future, and to be honest with you I am really afraid.
Choices for my future career need to be made in this very short amount of time and I still have no clue as to what I want to do. Life is just so overwhelming some times, and the clock speed really doesn't help. :( I think I might want to go into teaching, I love school, always have, and I think I always will, and I would love to make a difference some how and that may accomplish my goal. But then again I also believe every person has a destiny, and I am not quite sure what I am meant to do.
Haha, I just hope that these next two years turn on some light bulb up there, because I am running out of time! Thanks for putting up with my little late night/early morning musing, thanks for reading.
"Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new... but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?" ~Paracelsus