As my third year of high school comes to an end my mind becomes full of many different emotions that seem to rattle around in my head: excitement, fear, confusion, and a sense of pride. I am sure that every teenager develops different emotions and questions when the time comes for them to choose where they want to go to college, decide what occupation they want to pursue for the rest of their lives, and gain the courage to leave the nest that they have become comfortable living in for the majority of their lives. It is during high school that students are able to gain a sense of who they are as a human being and decide what it is that they need to do with what they are given to help benefit the world the best that they can. But for some students, such as myself, realizing who you are and what you are meant to do in this universe doesn’t come very easy. Throughout my whole high school career I have done exactly what my parents have asked of me and taken rigorous classes that not only push me mentally, but have actually driven me to a point of insanity on countless occasions. Even though these classes were a struggle I knew that “they were important for my future”…at least that’s what my parents and teachers kept telling me. While I know that I still have a year left of high school, I can’t help but anticipate what I will be doing and feeling this time next year, when I will be graduating, and moving on to college. I know that high school is supposed to be the time of your life, and for this reason I am glad that I have another year before I have to completely grow up. Unfortunately though I know that much stress and hard work will also be needed from me in order to accomplish the tasks ahead of me this coming year. Just the thought of not getting into the University that I have my heart set on scares me everyday. I know I am not the first student to claim that ever since they knew about college they wanted to go to a certain school, and for me this school is the University of Georgia. I can remember since I was a small child getting dressed up in black and red and watching the Georgia Bulldogs play football on my uncles flat screen television, my whole family would hoot and holler and chereon the Dawgs whether they won or lost. But like I have been told time and time again, it is not an easy school to get into, and I am truly afraid that I will let my parents down if our dream of both my brother (who already attends UGA) and I going to UGA is not accomplished. Sadly though I am not only afraid of disappointing my loved ones, but I am also scared for the future. I am not one of those students that completely have their lives together, while I do well in school, I still lack the inspiration in deciding on an occupation. I can only hope that by taking certain college classes I will immediately realize what exactly it is that I am meant to do with my life. While I am confused, which I would like to imagine most students my age are, I am also proud of myself for what I have accomplished. I may not be number one in my class, but I have worked hard and pushed myself in order to achieve excellence, and coincidentally in the process I have gained quite a bit of knowledge. Even though I know life can be scary in the “real world” I feel as if with one more year of high school under my belt I will soon be able to adapt to it, and who knows, maybe I will be the CEO of some big company and have so much money that I wont know what to do with myself, all I know, is that while I cant predict my future, I can see into my past and so far I have no complaints.