My Last First Day Of School

My Last First Day Of School

It's hard to believe I don't have to sit through any more syllabus week classes...

As a second-semester senior with no aims (thus far) of going to grad school, it's interesting to think that I may have just had my last "first day of school" ever. They've become progressively smaller deals each time -- even my return to campus after my first college winter break brought an apprehensive feeling of mystery and suspense. I will admit I have a similar feeling now, but that's only because I haven't started applying for jobs yet.

I know what I'm in for now. This semester of college will consist of some degree of personal improvement, stress over schoolwork that I have trouble doing even when I truly believe that I "like" my classes, lots of fun moments with good friends, some personal drama, nostalgia for semesters past and some level of dissatisfaction with the amount of personal, academic and social progress I'll end up making. It's never quite enough that I end a semester feeling totally satisfied and predict my thoughts during graduation will be both on accomplishments and missed opportunities.

I've scheduled myself such that I only have a single class on Mondays and Fridays (I think it will allow me to better transition in and out of the weekend), so I lazily woke up, rolled out of bed, and went to class. It's syllabus week, so we talked about general course guidelines (which are standard), introduced ourselves (I'm not going to remember anybody's name on Wednesday, except that of the friend I'm taking the class with and the cute girl in the corner), and were dismissed a few minutes ahead of schedule. And with absolutely no fanfare, I've been thrust into my last semester of college. It feels pretty much like all of the others and I doubt that will change much. The hunt for internships and summer jobs will be replaced with a search for a "real job," and of course I still have to, at the very least, pass the majority of my classes. The one benefit is that I can probably get a D in every single course I'm taking this semester without jeopardizing either my chance to graduate or my solid GPA.

Gone is the worry that I won't get all of my major requirements in (they're done) and the apprehension that my social life will be wildly different (I'm a second-semester senior. I'm not making many more close friends, or meeting my soulmate here). I have more real-person worries: I need a job, an apartment, some degree of control over my habits and life skills, the ability to manage my finances and a whole laundry list of other anxieties, but I'm in sort of a zen state about it. I've proven, thus far, that I'm reasonably competent. I'm sure I'll pull through this semester too, even if it's a struggle like the past seven were.

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1. Ahhh, it's so nice to be home

Buckingham Palace ain't got nothing on this place

2. OMG my pups!! I missed you doggos so much

Just accept my love. Pls. Love me back, I've been gone for 8 months. I'm begging.

3. Wow this queen bed is so big

*cue sleeping in a starfish position*

4. Finally a bedroom to myself

Headphones? I don't know her.

5. But wait, it's kinda scary sleeping in a dark room alone again

"Hello? Are there any ghosts in here?"

6. Sooooooo, no more meal plan?

Are you sure the local Chick-Fil-A doesn't accept meal swipes?

7. Who am I supposed to annoy at 2am if my friends don't live down the hall anymore?

2:30 AM: "Mom? Dad? Wanna go get french fries with me? Maybe watch a movie?"


"Okay maybe tomorrow...Sorry for bothering you. Okay good talk!"

8. "Mom you're going to do my laundry now, right?"

I mean it's kinda your job isn't it?

No? Okay yes ma'am I will do my own laundry no problemo, aye aye captain!

9. Me and my friends are going to spend every day together

*Me talking to myself through the camera on Snapchat*:

"So we're approaching day four with zero human interaction. Pretty good work, but we could do better!"

10. Yes, final grades are in! Can't wait to see what I got this semester!

*Slowly closes computer screen*

11. Do I really have to ask my parents to leave the house?

*Doesn't Ask*:



Mom: "Oh honey you're an adult now, you don't have to ask! Come and go as you please!"

12. Chores? Yea no thank you.

They've been doing them without me for months. They're all set.

13. Wait, so forreal though.. do restaurants in town take my meal plan?

Bank Account: $5.93

*Whispers to worker* "I won't tell if you don't. Just swipe my school ID, see if it works."

14. Will my Juul set off the fire alarm in my bedroom?


*Rips Juul*

15. I kinda underestimated how weird it would be to hang out with people from my high school again.

"Oh no you haven't changed a bit Janice! Your baby is so cute lol."

*Awkwardly laughs*

16. Why do my old friends have new friends?

I don't like this, not one bit.

17. Can they tell that I'm not really listening to their stories about school?

"Yeah haha Delta Sigma Mu sounds sooooo dope Chad, that's ~wild~ that you had late nights three times a week lol!"

"Oh you snuck into the football stadium when the gates were unlocked?? That's crazy, you're crazy, school sounds... crazy!"

18. I'm bored. How long until I can go back to school?

Is it too late for a summer intersession?

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To The Roommates Who Became My Sisters

I can't imagine my freshman year without you two

I can't even begin to fathom that my freshman year of college is over. Everything got done on time and I pulled it off without turning into a complete and utter mess. This year was full of new people, experiences, hardships, triumphs, and laughs. To be perfectly honest, I couldn't have done it without my roommates.

I don't have any siblings, so I've never had to share a living space. Going from my own room to a triple seemed like a disaster waiting to happen. But somehow, you were both patient with me and you turned something I was dreading into something I loved going home to.

Our room has turned into my favorite place on campus. I know it isn't perfect. I'm still messy, and we're three people living in a room built for two, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love how our styles blended perfectly and you can see all of our personalities shine through all of our posters and paintings (My favorite thing ever is when people come in and tell us how much they love our room).

You two have become my rock(s). You've been there for me through the craziness of the year, the highs and the lows. You've seen me at my best and my worst, and you still love me. Not to be dramatic, but when you both moved out I felt like a piece of me went with you. Being in three different states is so weird. Going to bed without you two to chat with is so strange. Waking up to an empty room is what I've done for 18 years, but somehow, it feels different now.

I'm not trying to be dramatic, but you two are the closest I have to siblings. Things weren't perfect all of the time. We had our disagreements and differences. But no matter what, I always knew we had each other's backs. I loved our spontaneous jam sessions and late night talks. Even though we won't live together next year, I fully expect to see you both often and I'll always make time to hear about your day.

What I'm really trying to say is thank you. Thank you for becoming such an integral part of my freshman year, and of my life. Thank you for helping me make big decisions (because you know I hate making decisions) and for being there for me when things didn't go according to plan. Thank you for turning our room into my comfort zone and my home away from home.

I don't know what I'm going to do when I don't get to see you two every day. Having to walk across campus to hang out is going to be an adjustment, but know that I'll always be down for movie nights, jam sessions, trips to Target, or just hanging out pretending to do work.

I don't know what the next three years have in store, but I know I can do anything with you by my side.

(109 We So Fine forever)

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