But it's so scary!

I've always been a planner.

Especially when it comes to, you know, my future (very large emphasis on the importance and magnitude of the word "future" if the italics didn't convey those sentiments already)

I will be done with my undergraduate career in about eight weeks.

Eight weeks!!!

And I have no idea what I'm going to do with my life.

What if the graduate schools I am applying to don't accept me? What will I do after graduate school? Where will I be living? What will I be doing?

Freaking out here, bloggers.

I love being an English major. It was the perfect fit for me, and my coursework truly makes me feel happy.

But as an English major, I have no clear career path. It sometimes makes me envious of friends majoring in fields like education, accounting, or nursing.

I could end up anywhere, which is exciting but also very scary.

Eeeesh.

I guess at the end of the day, I should just be thankful that I do not like this THIS anymore.

Seriously. That is SO cringey I can hardly stand it. Meet eighteen-year-old Jenna on her first day of college! Sporting her high school tennis sweatshirt and a hideous handbag.

Yes. That is real.