My senior year of college starts in just a couple days, and to be honest, I'm just now getting around the idea of it. These past three years of my life have been amazing. And no, I'm not kidding! I've learned so much about what I'm studying and I've learned so much about myself. I don't want this year to be my last, but I know that it has to be. Unless graduate school is in my future (maybe), this year will be one I make sure to never forget. This is my last year of living within walking distance to all my college friends. This is the last year I can still be a (young) adult before I face the reality of adulthood. This is the last year of my college career.
Let me take you through the stages of my grief which I'm sure many rising seniors experienced too.
Listed below are phrases I've been guilty of saying the past few weeks:
1. Denial
"I'm just going to college forever. My career will be getting multiple educations and no one can stop me."
"If I just don't graduate then I know I can stay. They're not just gonna kick me out."
2. Anger
"Why did I have to pass all of my classes? Why am I such a good student? Who are you calling a senior, senior?"
3. Bargaining
"Seriously, who can I pay to just make my diploma magically disappear?"
"I'm basically still a freshman because I look like I'm 18. They won't be able to tell the difference."
4. Depression
"I wish I could go back and change a lot of things I've done. There's so much more I can do here and so little time left."
"I don't understand why it has to end after four years. I'm so happy here." (Cries)
5. Acceptance
"I guess it would be nice to not have to pay college tuition."
"I definitely could go without seeing a new batch of freshmen every year make stupid mistakes."






















