And so...

The months turn into weeks...the weeks into days.. the days into hours.. All for what?

My 21st Birthday.

As I sit here, at 2:32AM, listening to Pandora.Com's DMB station and currently in one 10+1 MTT on FTP, I can only think of a few things.

1) I turn 21 in less than a week now.. and i can't wait. Besides the obvious ability to drink in public, I will be legal to RENT A CAR! Oh, and that thing called Poker...ya, I can actually play in a casino now! *Shameless plug - Reminder : AC trip for my bday, Nov 7-10th. Will be down there all weekend. *

2) I recently took part in my Major Program's huge event of the semester, the Sales Challenge. Composed of 3 events (Mock Role Play, Mock Interview, and 2-minute speed sell), companies from all over the tri-state area and as far as Boston, MA, pay WPU to come "scout" out sales majors/minors for possible internships/jobs as we grow older and move onto the professional world.
Simply put, this event routinely jump-starts Sales Major's careers, both current undergrads and soon-to-be graduates. I, luckily, was able to get in touch with a few companies after my events, all of which were interested in speaking about a summer internship for next year...
I couldn't be more excited. Two of the companies are stationed in the city, and one all over NJ (Enterprise). I really hope one of the three works out, as it would aid me greatly in getting my foot through the door in a profession I would love to be a part of once I graduate.

3) I don't know what the third one is... possibly my life in general.. If my life were to be compared to some sort of image, spanning over the last year or so, It'd most likely look like the Stock Market graphs of October... up, then down, then up, then down... some days, it looks amazing out through my eyes. Others, a bit gloomy and gray. But to a certain extent, I think you can attribute both good and bad days to growing up.
I'm learning, and have learned, a great deal about myself over the past year, and more importantly, since I've gotten to college. I've grown into a young man that believes in himself finally... I always had the cockiness, but as of late, have turned it into confidence. I've learned that people's opinions of you mean absolutely nothing, unless you allow them to. You define who you are, not a rumor nor a stereotype.
I'd be lieing if I said I cannot wait to leave on January 7th. There are people I will miss beyond any sort of able recognition, and you know who you are. Then there are those, who I sort of wish will be out of my life when I return. Maybe i'm being a bit harsh, but who knows. Only time will tell.

Goodnight.