Some Life Crisis or...Something

Today I became a fifth-year senior at my respective college of choice. It has been a long, strenuous journey - both academically and emotionally - and the culmination of everything has begun to surmount on my shoulders. The most convenient of resting places, this ball of mystical material, comprised of many tear-skewed memories coupled with laughter and regret, seems to move and shift everytime I go to point my arms in a new direction. Noticing mental stability, it does everything in its power to break the balance of my psyche which causes new stresses to evolve and take up base in various places in my mind.

I'm really confused, that's all.

A man in my position has no place in a college, except for the pre-concieved notions of what a fifth-year is to do. I'm suppose to be that guy that goes to his classes, has part-time jobs and takes regular sips of coffee in the morning for good measure. My presence on the campus is to be that of the quiet kind, being cautious in my guise so I don't disturb the imbalanced spirit of the fresh souls recently rooted into the dorm halls. I must remain diligent in my quest for the degree, focusing all of my energies on the prize rather than the road I travel to reach it.

I don't want to be that guy.

I can't form a logical thought about all of this, so I will finish later. I just had to update this site for once; and I had to empty that kernel of sadness so it wouldn't keep me from sleeping tonight. I'll expound soon.