Kissing The Teens Goodbye

Kissing The Teens Goodbye

Hello, Twenties

My earliest memories consist of playing house with my friends. As with any good game of "house", there are a few roles that are required. The mom, the baby, that one friend you punished into being the dog, and of course, the teenager.

In my younger years, I believed that turning thirteen came with the undeniable traits of being rude to your parents, obnoxiously chewing gum, and a gross overuse of the word, "whatever!". However, what I later came to realize (when I, myself, graced the age of 13) is that this is quite far from the truth (well...most of the time).

What I was surprised--and even a little let down--to learn is that the momentous age of 13 felt no different than being 12.

There was no radical personality swap, nor immediate outrage towards my parents, nor anything else that would denote that I had become this hyped-up monster known as a "teenager".

Along with all the stereotypes and expectations and parental dread that accompany a tween becoming a teen, I expected the years would be filled with nothing short of angst and anger and sass.

However, I was lucky to learn that this was quite far from the case. When I reflect back on the 7 years I spent as a teenager, the only things that fill my mind are happy memories. Don't get me wrong, I had my fair share of tears and fights and anger, but this is not what stands out to me.

13 included struggling over "IRLA" homework, breezing through math, making up nick-names so that my friends and I could talk about people at lunch, and kissing the Hebrew language goodbye (or so I thought).

14 included thinking I was incredibly sophisticated because I read the book The Help BEFORE I saw the movie, a tremendous war with Algebra I, and a sudden life-consuming obsession with One Direction.

15 saw me losing friends and finding friends, starting what would become a life-long relationship with running in the form of winter track and approximately 3 One Direction concerts.

16 took me on a trip to London with my best friends, gave me a permit that I had no clue how to use, and took me to about 2 more One Direction concerts (still couldn't shake the obsession...).

17 included a real license that led me to drive the wrong way down a 1-way street (and somehow live to tell the tale), college applications, college acceptance, and a love affair with Grey's Anatomy that I will never grow out of.

18 saw me decorate a graduation cap and pack my life into under-bed storage, leave my best friends to meet new ones, acquire about 300x more orange into my wardrobe, and One Direction breaking up (you can only imagine how crushed I was).

19 came and went with a random re-acquaintance with the Hebrew language (and the fulfillment of my language requirement), learning how to use a C100 camera, far too many calzones, and a lot of mistakes but even more smiles.

So here I am with about 10 days left being able to call myself a teenager, and a lot of sadness about leaving these years behind. The teenage stereotype is entirely wrong; people talk about the teenage years as if they will be the worst of your life, and while I don't know what's ahead of me, I am entirely sure that if these were the worst years of my life I nothing to complain about.

So while yes, there are times I rolled my eyes and screamed "whatever!" in my mother's face, this was far from the norm. And while yes, there were tough times, there was also more laughter and happiness and love than ever before.

And so if I ever play a game of house with my future children (after all, I guess that is the type of stuff that happens when you're in your *twenties*) I will always request to be the teenager, because it will mean that just for a few minutes I will be able to relive all the joy that those 7 years held.

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The symbolism and values behind my sorority and the six honors society I am involved in are treasures I will take with me after graduation.


This past weekend was action packed. On Saturday, April 27th, I had my Delta Alpha Pi International Honor Society induction and on Sunday, April 28th, I was inducted into the National Society of Leadership and Success induction in the early afternoon and then proceeded to present my senior legacy plan for my sorority, Alpha Sigma Alpha.

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Earlier this semester I was inducted into Lambda Pi Eta, which is the National Communication Association's official honor society at four-year universities. According to the National Communication Association, Lambda Pi Eta represents what Aristotle described in Rhetoric as three ingredients of persuasion: Lambda, logos, meaning logic; Pi, pathos, relating to emotion; and Eta, ethos, defined as character credibility and ethics.

During the Fall 2018 semester, I was initiated into Order of Omega, honor society for leaders in the Greek community and encouraging Greek-wide unity among the sororities and the fraternities. I was also initiated into Golden Key International Honour Society. The seal of Golden Key puts emphasis on academics, leadership, and service. As with all these different honor's societies, recognition of academic excellence is only the beginning; these organizations aim to help students discover who they are so that they can reach their potential.

The year prior, during the Fall 2017 semester, I was initiated into Tau Sigma Honor Society for Transfer Students and became a charter member for my sorority, Alpha Sigma Alpha. Tau Sigma aims to help transfer students feel recognized in their academic achievements through the first semester at their new school, while also promoting their involvement in student life so that transfer students, like myself, can continue successfully through their journey after transferring. The values of Alpha Sigma Alpha, growth, integrity, responsibility, generosity, enjoyment, relationships, and learning are what drew me to this organization, in the first place, and, in fact, I have them as my lock-screen screensaver.

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