I have three and a half weeks to make it count.
That’s twenty-five days to get my GPA at its highest.
That’s 600 hours to learn something as an undergrad.
Four more weekends to enjoy my fellow classmates.
Thirty-six thousand chances to make something memorable.
Just a few more moments to capture the essence of Aggieland in my mind.
One more month of rent.
Three more tests.
Two more papers.
I’m ready… I’m not ready.
I only have a month left.
I only have 888 hours to be considered a college student.
I only have a couple of baseball and softball games to attend.
I only get to see my friends for a bit.
I only get to be stupid for 37 days.
I only can go out to North Gate a few more times before I leave.
I only have a few more moments with friends.
I only get to be a kid for a little over 53,000 seconds.
I have four weeks to make it count.