As my freshman year of college comes to an end, I am overwhelmed with the thought of finals and packing. But as I take a step back from all the chaos, I sit on my bed and go through so many memories from this past year.
It all started late August when I arrived on campus to my new home. I was to live in a suite with five other girls and another girl we "adopted." From Derby Day to family meetings, celebrating birthdays to going out on the weekends, Walmart trips to bursting out into song randomly, I will not forget any of it. You girls were my rocks throughout this year and I could never thank you enough.
I took the classes required, but I can honestly tell you I did not learn a single new thing scholastically. I learned about the differences in the way people grew up. I learned that everyone has their own story and I learned that napping is essential and good food is a luxury. The lessons I learned did not come from inside the classroom but rather inside the dorm room and on the streets.
College was a transition. I traveled 2,500 miles for my education and the experiences that came along with it. I left behind my family, friends and boyfriend for an unknown. Looking back at it, it was the best decision I have ever made.
This year has gone by so quickly, I can hardly believe it is almost over. I've made so many great memories and experiences and I'm only a fourth of the way through college. So as I pack up my suitcases and start to store away my bedding here are a few goodbyes:
Goodbye, professors; I hope to see some of you again and others I hope to never have a class under you again.
Goodbye, awful food; I will sadly see you again in the fall.
Goodbye, classes; I will not miss you over the summer.
Goodbye, tiny dorm room; I will miss the memories and fun times my friends and I shared in you. The late night talks and the horror films will always be cherished.
Goodbye, freshman year roommate. I liked you so much I chose to live with you again next year, but thank God we are living in a bigger place.
Goodbye, friends. It isn't a goodbye, but a see ya later. I'm sure next year will have a lot in store for all of us.
Finally, goodbye, freshman year. I'll see you next year as a new and improved sophomore.
