"X" marks the spot.

It's evening. Another night with coffee, the buzz of my cell phone, and a to-do list begins. Really, it's always the same on these school nights. My mind laughs at everything I "have" to do, knowing that I probably won't do it. As a friend puts it, "I have the best intentions, the act just doesn't follow." The next morning I race to finish all my assignments, killing NOT two, but one bird at a time. Thinking back to middle school, wow, awhile ago, I remember so clearly my excellence. The must-have-an-A mentalitly I was sure would carry me through to the end. Now, it's sit, think, relax, worry, laugh, eat, sleep, hurry. Always. I was thinking about college tonight. Anna and I went to church, chick-fil-a for a second time, and departed at the stop light to go towards our own neck of the woods. The whole way home I actually thought about the pros of college. I'm really excited for a "student center." The idea sounds incredibly promising. I know here, at my house, I'm always wanting a place to go that isn't my room, or the living room. I feel like it is going to be a really good balance. an unbalancing act gone right. Life is moving too fast for my comfort and this month is just so much fun, I can't hardly stand it. Do I sound 80 or what? To conclude I feel it is only appropriate to say, tomorrow I'm going to _______.