College looms. Two days and counting. I'm not sure whether to be scared, happy, or excited, so I've given up and am just a little of all three. (The decision cavalcade is already trampling my executive management.) Seems odd to be an underclassman. It will nearly be a revolutionary experience in my career, since 9th graders held senior status in my elementary school, and I homeschooled sophomore year. Oh well, guess it's time to step down. :) I don't mind. After all,
someone has to be lower class. Just think! Without lower classmen, where would the seniors be? (So we become the
foundation as it were.) :P ...I'm more concerned about the uncertainty of direction right now. Suspense can be a most disconcerting ride.