I remember the first day of middle school, myself being a wide-eyed, buck-toothed sixth grader, head bent up towards the ceiling of the cafeteria in awe, simply in disbelief that I was finally in middle school, in the big leagues, done with the little guys. My carefully picked outfit of brown gauchos, pink t-shirt, and denim vest was a sincere hope to be a big girl now, to take middle school by storm.

Middle school was done in the blink of an eye.

When I'm a senior, and heading off to college, I'm going to remember my wide-eyed, brace-mouthed freshman self scurrying around campus in my gray Einstein shirt, green silk skirt, and rain boots, excited to finally be putting myself to the test of both IB and ROTC. When I am done with high school, I am going to college, and that's it. Game over. Real world, big girl.

Because, before I know it:

High school will be done in the blink of an eye.