I'm Feeling Optimistic at This Very Moment

Maybe it's the large quantities of caffeine I've recently imbibed, but I'm feeling quite optimistic about this next school year. I start in September and I'm pretty excited about my classes, about having a change of scenery, about meeting new people, keeping in touch with old friends, and keeping up with the school work. Strangely enough I'm looking forward to typing notes on lectures so fast my spelling is all off. And I'm eagerly anticipating my first paper. Ah, it must be too long since my traumatic experience with Spring finals. The emotional trauma of being trapped in a basement for two days and an all nighter whilst finishing several papers seems to have faded, and I'm ready to jump back into the rush of a busy day, and the crunch of homework.

There are so many uncertainties that I have right now. Like, am I in the right major? Am I supposed to be a nurse? Maybe I shouldn't have switched and I should go back to pre-med. What if my classes are too hard? What if I get an awfully hard teacher? Is first quarter going to be as bad as last year's first quarter? How will I squeeze all my jackets and my shoes into the tiny closets they give us? But I don't seem to care. At this very moment I feel optimistic that it'll all work out. I have a planner, and colored pens, and a positive attitude. I'm gonna make it. I'm gonna pass with flying colors. I'm going to smile. I'm going to do well in school, and have a social life. I'm going to make that impossibility happen.

Or maybe that's just the several energy drinks talking.

But I hope this optimism lasts. I kinda like it.