Is it just me, or (for some unknown reason), did anyone else think that once you started college, life would slow down for a little while?
I mean, my entire life I have waited to be exactly where I am right now. Living on my own, free to do whatever my heart desired. I could go out as late as I wanted, come home when I wanted, eat what I wanted and, against my better judgement, skip class whenever I wanted.
But now that I’m here, time is flying by like I have never experienced in my life, and nothing is happening the way I once thought it might.
I don’t know why, but I am disappointed that time hasn’t stopped to leave us in this place for a while longer. And I know, I know it doesn’t work that way. The age old saying that time stops for no one was actually legit and, as corny as the term YOLO was, there was nothing but truth in it.
So here I am with a little less than three weeks left in my freshman year of college. Five finals but not a clue when they are, barely passing my stats class, haven’t used my planner in at least two months and struggling to wake up for my 11 am.
If you asked me how I got here, I don’t know that I would be able to give you all the details. But I know that the ones I could give you wouldn’t be boring. Although there were definitely moments that made me feel overwhelmed and completely stressed out, (I mean, it is college) this past year has given me some of the best experiences I have ever had.
So as excited as I am to move into my apartment and start my sophomore year, a part of me is really going to miss my tiny bed in Allyn 245 and the memories my dorm room has shared with me.
But I know that some of the best days of my life still lie somewhere ahead, and I hope that here, you can share those new memories with me.
xo,
hay
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