We come to college, and we learn how to play "grown up." We sleep in the beds of members of the opposite sex in order to study their sleeping habits; sometimes with sex, sometimes without. We learn how to make ourselves feel better when we are sick, without the help of our mommies, no matter how much we want them. We make friends with complete strangers for the sake of having someone there to hang out with, and to comfort us when we are homesick. We drink massive amounts of alcohol, to experiment, to test our limits, and to become someone else under the influence of a substance. Most importantly, we learn how to be self-sufficient, getting food when we're hungry, and buying the things we need to live. I'm told this is one of the hardest years of our lives, and its almost over.

Thank God its almost over.