Repeat after me: I am a master of avoiding responsibilities. I can ignore an email like a champ. I have the power to not answer my phone. I will not go out this weekend and I still will not do my homework.

Now: grab food, open Netflix, sleep, repeat.

Thirty-four unread emails, 84 unopened texts, and a to-do list a mile long later, it hit me — I am in the second year slump.

Surrounded by an IDGAF attitude and a lack of energy, I don’t want to go to class. I don’t want to study. And God forbid I even attempt to do my homework. Sweet Jesus, I have not felt this lazy since senior year, after I got accepted to all of my schools of choice.

Who am I? What am I doing? Where did all my time go? Probably right next to my motivation.

Can anyone relate to this? Or is it just me?

Your first year of college is so exciting and new and wonderful. I got spoiled in every thing I joined because, well, I was the baby that everyone wanted to guide, mentor, and take care of.

Second year is another story. Now, I am in the awkward stage where no one is paying attention to me, yet I hold no semblance of seniority at all. It is downright awkward, like seventh grade all over again — not quite the "too cool for school" eighth grader, but not quite as lame as the baby sixth grader.

There is far more pressure to make something of yourself. Everyone is obsessed with internships and defining who they are, which can be exhausting. I can't be the only one who feels lost. I am in an academic rut. Soon I will have to solidify my major, which seems like the biggest decision of my life. This is a huge crossroads for us students that will change the course of our lives.

But honestly, the pressure is really self-induced. College should be about defining your own path. It should not be about comparing yourself to others. This self inflicted pressure to know who we are right now because everyone else seems to know already is silly.

I can tell you right now the second year slump has officially taken over my life. The small, motivated piece of my heart that still exists inside me has bitten off far more than I can chew, yet then I turn around and all I want is to nap. I want to build myself as a person, but at the same time, I feel like I still have enough time to be a little bit lazy just a little bit longer. But that is the beauty of college; we do have time to be kids a little bit longer. No, I am not advocating for irresponsibility, but I am advocating for a not-so-serious attitude. Your entire life is a journey; college does not and should not need to be your final defining moment. Rather, it should set you up for a longer trip called "life."

Personally, I am incredibly frustrated with the fact that I still have two years left in college. I am frustrated because I know everyone says it goes by really fast and it does feel like just yesterday I was moving into my first year dorm. But at the same time, it is really hard to justify paying to get judged based on grades that will, in the long run, not matter at all. Just hand me my piece of paper that says I finished school and let's move on.

It is hard to see friends graduate, get great jobs, and have a seemingly perfect life where they have money to spend and their have own agenda. It is hard to see that when I am sitting over here, 500 pages behind in a novel I won’t even remember in a few months, stressed to the max about the future.

I am just tired of waiting to get to where I want to be. It is hard to sit back and cherish these work-filled stress comas and sleepless nights. I know when I am 40, married, and with kids that I will miss these days. But my underdeveloped prefrontal cortex is forcing me to move forward and want to plunge into the big pool of life.

Part of me is ready to do life, while the rest still shudders at things that are considered #adulting. It is hard to sit here in pre-adulthood, jobless, still dependent on my parents. But, in a country where we have pushed back adulthood until after school and more and more students are going after professional degrees, I guess this is the new normal: stuck between the land of adults and the realm of children.

Don't sit there and wish these years away; slow down and make the best of them. Don't squander around these final moments of innocent youth for a future that you still are trying to craft. It is never going to turn exactly the way you want anyway.

I guess the take away from this rant is that though being a student is hard, being an adult is harder. Cherish the time you have in school, every fourth year student I know wishes they had more time. College is one of the only times we have as people to dedicate ourselves to pure, academic learning. Take advantage of that. Stop feeling so rushed to finish and take a class that has always interested you. Grab the second year slump by the horns and make something of yourself.

The second year slump can either be a GPA killer or a learning experience where you can discover something new about yourself. Energize yourself and transform yourself rather than giving up on such a unique time in your life.

Okay, inspirational rant over.