One Year Down
Well, it is the end of my Freshman year. I have finished all of those torturous things called finals. And I do have the right to call them torturous, I did learn about what exactly constitutes torture last semester and finals sure do fit the bill. I'm not too sure what to think of my time here now. I mean I've loved it, almost every second of it. But thinking back on the year is a bit daunting.
I know...that doesn't make sense. But hear me out.
When I think of all the things I've done, all the papers I've written, all the notes I took, and all of the hours of lectures I endured, it seems like I did so much. But at the same time, I doesn't seem like I did. In all honesty, this year has been such a challenge. NOTHING could have prepared me for it. But when I look back, it wasn't that bad. I mean yes, there were times where I was ready to throw in the towel and say that I'm just not cut out for it, but I didn't. I have really done a lot and grown even more here.
College is, as they say, AN EXPERIENCE! I love it though, and I can't think of a better way to spend $35,000 and a year of my time! :D
As I pack up my belongings and reflect on the year, I feel the memories of what I've done here, during my time in this room slowly go into hiding. The room is getting ready for its next occupants. And whoever you are that are going live in Marsh 203 next year, you BETTER come and visit me on the 4th floor! :D
While my time in this room was short and I will miss it, it is time to move on to another place, another perspective of college. And as I type this and pack my boxes (yes at the same time) I can't help but smile and think about the great times I've had here.......................................................................















