Looking back, I find myself thinking where my sophomore year had gone. First semester was like a never-ending dream that ended the moment I woke up to see winter block crash into me...or rather, it was more like Morpheus popping up at of nowhere and suddenly overdosing me with the red pills. Yea. That's exactly it. Freshmen year fed us all these blue pills, and then suddenly big bad Morpheus throws us into the arms of reality.
Time waits for no one. So we race against it in an effort to discover ourselves... but sometimes we fall short, we lose our way, and that's when we look to our sides and see that our friends are still with us, that we are not alone. We're all fighting to strive for the best things in life.