In less than two months, I'll be the only young adult in my hall. It puts a bit of pressure. I have this need of becoming an example to the younger ones.
I want to become like Sandra and mentor them, like how she mentored me.
It's crazy to think I'll be 26 next year... so getting older makes me want to do more... it makes me want to get more serious than I already am.
It's weird that I'll be alone, but it's better this way. I'll be forced to make friendships with the older ones, but actually I'm getting closer to one of them and she's so kind. It's nice that she cares about me...
