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Laura Bucio
News Editor

I almost forgot to write my column this week; how crazy is that?

 Let me tell you, that just turning 21 and approaching the end of my first senior semester it is not such an easy thing to do, and I’m sure there are plenty of people that are on the same boat.

Sure I might appear calm for the most part, because I’ll crack a joke once in a while and because I’ll dance by myself in the middle of my dorm.

But believe me, those might just be signs that I’m going a little crazy.

There are so many things to worry about: studying for my Spanish test, finishing up papers, turning in stories and those are just the little things.

How about, applying for graduation, internship and senior project?

Oh and I almost forgot, papers and reading for the ever so fascinating core classes. Are those enough for you?

Of course they’re not. Why should they be?

They will only determine whether or not I will graduate.

Except that by this time, and after going to school for approximately 16 years of my life, I would like to think that I’ll at least have the chance to walk with my cap and gown so that my parents can take pictures of me from the stands. Is that really too much to ask for?

Deadlines and due dates seem to be just floating around in my head 24 hours of the day seven days a week.

Not to mention work on the side, because let’s face it, I must have a way to pay for my cell phone and my car, the little luxuries that make my life a little easier.

I know I might sound a little neurotic right about now, but the truth is that when there are so many things to worry about, the smallest things can make your life miserable.

Take for example a couple of weeks ago, one of the picture frames that hangs on my wall fell and broke.

Now usually this would not be a big deal; I would clean it up and buy a new one.

Except this time it happened at 7 a.m. after I had gone to bed at 4 a.m trying to finish up a paper, and it wasn’t such a pleasant thing. Or how about a few days ago when the soda machine ate $2 and I still didn’t get the dose of caffeine that I so desperately needed.

No big deal, sure, but since this happened at 2 a.m while I was in the middle of writing my magazine story, it made me want to beat the machine with a bat. I didn’t, of course.

Why is this girl always doing her homework in the middle of the night? Well, 20 percent procrastination and 80 percent lack of time equals me doing my homework in the morning hours all the time.

And then people wonder why this 21-year-old hardly ever goes out and why she is always in front of a computer. Well, this is why: Sure, I enjoy the club scene as much as the next person, it’s just that that’s not exactly at the top on my list of priorities right now.

Now don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed these last four years at ULV to the fullest. I have met so many people and learned to do many things that I never thought I could do, and at the end I know that all the hard work will pay off.

Now if you’ll excuse me, there is a 10 page paper due tomorrow about air and water pollution that eagerly waits to be written.

Laura Bucio, a senior journalism major, is news editor of the Campus Times. She can be reached by e-mail at lbucio@ulv.edu.