My little brother just went in to check-in at BJU today. This is so weird… I don’t have to check-in. I don’t have to read the rulebook. I don’t have to worry about speeches or semester projects or big tests. I’ll be able to walk on campus unshaven wearing jeans and a T-Shirt. I won’t be tired all the time any more.
(Of course, there’s the minor issue of figuring out what to do after my current job ends later this year. And figuring out what I want to be when I grow up. And figuring where to meet good women now that I’m out of college. And figuring out where I want to live next. And… you get the idea. But still, better than college.)