What’s My Age Again?
Yup, I just finished my last first day of classes, EVER (unless I go to grad school… fingers crossed, but that’s another story). ANYWAYS, Where do I even start? I don’t really have the words right now for three and a half years of college, that’s probably because this whole thing hasn’t hit me yet. It probably won’t hit me until I put on my purple cap and gown on. This moment seemed so far away. It feels as if yesterday I said goodbye to my parents and Matthew and said hello to a tiny air-conditionless dorm room and communal bathrooms. But alas, that first day is long gone and as of 1:45 today I said good bye to the first day of the last semester of my college career. I must say, it’s been a good run. Sure, there were some low moments. I really wish I could recall them all… getting used to school was no easy feat. From high-level classes to less-than-manageable living spaces to the frigid cold town of Harrisonburg, I thought I would be 100 percent ready to say goodbye to “the best four years of my life.” That all sounds good on the surface level, but who am I kidding. The real world is now staring at me and as I sit here after my first day of classes (which actually may be my hardest 9 credits) I’m not ready to meet adulthood. There won’t be another time in my life when all of my best friends are within a couple hundred yards of my front door. It’s pretty hard to not let that bring me down. It is reassuring to know that the people I love always will stay in my life, because I will make the effort. Always have with my high-school friends and you bet I will do the same with my college friends.
