What I don't know will hurt me, I think
Submitted on August 11, 2005 - 12:00am.
Aleea S. Slappy - Summer 2005
I am starting my senior year of college, and everyone around me is saying that the hard part is over. They're all liars.
I am 20 years old, and I must admit that I am scared. My childhood fears have been resolved. I am no longer afraid of the dark or of meeting new people or of not doing well on the SATs. Now I am afraid of my future.
I think the hard part is just beginning. College wasn't hard. More than 12 years of classroom training prepared me for it. And now as I make plans to finish college, my responsibilities will change. I will enter the work world, a place that isn't always kind to recent grads.
I am 20 years old, and I must admit that I am scared. My childhood fears have been resolved. I am no longer afraid of the dark or of meeting new people or of not doing well on the SATs. Now I am afraid of my future.
I think the hard part is just beginning. College wasn't hard. More than 12 years of classroom training prepared me for it. And now as I make plans to finish college, my responsibilities will change. I will enter the work world, a place that isn't always kind to recent grads.
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