College. The best four (or more) years of your life. Filled with football games, tailgates, nights you will (or will not) remember, Quad sitting, classes and late night Cookout. You will gain the freshman 15 and then spend the rest of your three years at the gym, getting into shape because you only get a free gym membership for four years. It's the time to grow and find yourself and make those lifelong friends who will be your bridesmaids or groomsmen and who you will still keep in touch with when you're well into your 40s and 50s. You get to live with your best friends who are inevitably your second best support system, right after your family.
It's also a time of learning from your mistakes whether that be a romantic or sexual partner, a class that you thought you could handle but ultimately failed, or changing your major three times, the list goes on. But before you know it, it's your senior year and once you walk across that stage in the spring, you're officially an adult and out in the ~real world~.
So if you're a senior, make this year the year you THRIVE. The other night, one of my roommate's and I were in absolute shambles. After we were done crying, I officially declared that this is the year to peak and not to cry over people or things that we will ultimately get over in time. It's our last rodeo and we should go out with a bang! So we did what every girl does when they want to start fresh: we made a bucket list. Specifically, a senior bucket list. Our official list of things we must do before we get our diplomas. This includes but is not limited to: Quad bricks, tunnels, not getting suspended and graduating on time. Wish us luck.
Personally, I'm already feeling nostalgic for this year. It's our last year of "firsts." Our last first day of classes, our last first thirsty Thursday, our last first dance concert of the year (I'm a dance major so these things are important)... and then there are going to be our last "lasts." This is where the tears are really going to flow. Our last time going through a rush week, our last time going to class, our last time going to a thirsty Thursday and it being socially acceptable to drink on a weekday, our last time with a free gym membership, our last year using those student discounts, our last FROG/Sylly week... It's our last time that we are truly allowed to be crazy, stupid kids before we enter the workforce.
So go ahead. Run an extra mile at the gym, go out on a Thursday, tell that someone that you like them, attend every football game, and really soak in everything your university has to offer because this is the last chance before you're officially done and considered alumni. Make this year YOUR year.
Let's go, class of 2019! Once more for the mems!
