When people ask me why I didn't take up summer classes despite the fact that I'm double majoring and I would honestly have to take all the subjects I can so I can graduate on time, I smile and say, "I'm seizing this summer, 'cause it just might be my last as an undergraduate."
When they continue to look at me hesitantly, or when I slowly see the slight tilt of head from side to side even as I explain my part, I don't say anything anymore, but deep inside I think, "I did the right thing. My last summer as an undergraduate - heck, as a
minor - and I'm going to do what I usually did when I was a kid after school... have fun!"
And have fun, I'm going to continue to do.
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This song below has been my mantra for the last 4 years. I listened to it the first time I got my piercing, the first time I traveled alone, the first time I got into college, the first time I said goodbye to home, and I'm probably going to sing it more this next year, now that I'm turning eighteen. Punk rock may have declined over the years, and Kris Roe may have become more clean-shaven and older-looking here, but the message this song brings will carry me to more places than where I couldn't have imagined myself.
After all, I'm still young. And I'd like to believe I'm living the best days of my life.
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I'm Joy. I'm in my last month as a seventeen year old. Welcome to the idiosyncrasy that is my world.