Here we are halfway through April and I finally stopped and noticed that my freshman year of college is almost over.

Next week is my last week of classes and I'll be moving home for the summer. It doesn't feel like I've been away from home for eight months already and it certainly doesn't feel like almost a year ago that I graduated high school.

Certain times I remember feeling like the time would never come where I would pack up all the things I brought to college with me and move them back home. Certain times I felt so far away from my family and felt like I was missing so many things, and now in just a week, I'll be back home with those I love and miss so much. I look back on when I came here and how many things changed for me in such a short period of time, but then I realize just how long it has been and how far I've come.

I've been looking back at all the late nights I stayed up studying, how many coffees I've had, the stress I endured during finals week. But I also look at all the fun times I had with the people I've met and all the friends I made.

I'll never forget the crazy, late nights with my roommate and our friends, to then be so hungry and tired that we make a late night Taco Bell run before finally heading to bed. The nights of just being so lazy and bored that we didn't even know what to do with ourselves.

The people I have met and the experiences I've had could last me a lifetime and yet I still have so many more to go. I've met temporary people and forever people too and I'm thankful for both. I have to say also that saying goodbye isn't going to be easy. The thought of not living across the hall from two of my favorite boys makes me sad - that it won't ever be again like freshman year when we waltzed into each other's rooms like we were brothers and sisters and we could do whatever we wanted. The thought of not living with my roommate anymore, as we have both chosen new paths for the upcoming years, makes me so sad that I can hardly bear it, although it doesn't take away the excitement of things upcoming for us both.

My freshman year of college is one that I'll never forget. From the good and the bad experiences, the friends I made, the knowledge I gained and so much more. The end of freshman year is fast approaching and I'll miss it either way.

To those who have become my friends, I appreciate you all and I will miss you all so much. To those who were temporary people, you probably taught me one lesson or another and I'm grateful for whatever that may be. To the professors, thank you for teaching me. To my roommate, I love you to death and I found a forever friend in you.

Ferris State, I am glad to have attended you for my freshman year.