Sophomore Year Pending

Sophomore Year Pending

Plans? We only have ideas.

Cue fall foliage, cute cafe dates, bonfire parties, rush season, and what do you get? Back-to-school season and with that, you also get the four variations of your everyday academic student. The freshman, the sophomore, the junior, and the senior: the naive small fry, the lagging almost-adult, the stressed planner/procrastinator, and the traumatized but also somewhat-ecstatic young adult.

We always hear about the former, the noob of the this new level of life, and also about the last two and how they are either all ready-to-go, or clinging with every fiber of their being to the last sand grains of time to finish up on loose academic and personal ends. What we hardly hear about, but definitely see about on campus - are the sophomores. The second year students who have one foot in the real world and one foot out of it. The juniors teeter on the edge of complete adulthood, but the sophomores? They are still divided, and not necessarily in a good way. They lag in the second year, having already adjusted to campus life, but like others, still persevering onward towards that glorious diploma.

However, they aren't researching about prospective career options, they aren't actively pursuing internships, and they sure as heck are definitely not paving out the road for their future. Five-year plan, you say? What's that? What are plans?

We only have ideas.

We, sophomores, hover over the delicate edge of not quite being but slowly becoming adults. We have our fair share of responsibilities, but our rose-colored glasses are still on; reality is but a thing we graze by and mostly peruse through in the news. We think short-term for the most part, and long-term ideas are simply just that - ideas. Grad school? Yeah, that sounds great. Ask us about that again in another year or so. Prerequisite classes? Our advisors will handle that if anything becomes a problem.

And that is the problem.

That silver platter the child in us was used to receiving, no matter how convoluted or disguised it was, is disappearing. We are transitioning into a time of our lives where previous excuses and expectations no longer carry over. We are mini-adults in-training and that, readers, is actually frightening.

What even is more frightening is that most of us never take the time to fully grasp that concept and just tumble through the transition naive and unprepared. Academically and/or mentally.

So sophomores, enjoy your year, but remember - you are not alone. It is okay to wake up one day and just realize that hey, there is a future to prepare for.

And if you're not all too sure if what you are doing is exactly fit for that foggy future then also hey, it's okay.

Worrying is okay. Feeling the 'sophomore slump' is completely normal. Just remember, this is not the only quarter-life crisis you will go through. Good luck, dear friends.

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You May Have Worn The Prom Dress With Him, But I Get To Wear The Wedding Dress

You had him in high school, but I get him for the rest of my life.

High school seems like the best time of your life when you are in it. You think that all of your friends will be with you until the end, and that you will end up with whoever you are dating your senior year. For very few, that might just be the case. For all others, that is far from true.

You thought that you would marry your boyfriend and you thought that everything would work out how you had always imagined. I don't blame you though. He's great. You wanted everything with him, but you were just not right for him.

I wish I could say that I am sorry it didn't work out for you, but I can't. I can't because he is mine now, and I get to cherish him forever. You didn't do that right, and you were not meant to be together. You will find someone too, but I am happy that you were not the one for him.

Sometimes I have issues with jealousy, and I hate that you got all of the high school stuff with him. You got to go to games and support him. It kills me that I couldn't be there for him because I know I would have actually been there wholeheartedly. I would have done it out of love, not as a popularity appearance.

I hate that you got to go to all of the school dances with him. He got to see you all dressed up and probably told you how great you looked. I'm sure you did look great. Prom dresses were always fun to pick out and so colorful. It was exciting to match colors with your date. I am sure you had fun choosing his matching tux to your dress.

I find myself getting jealous, but then I stop. I am getting to match his tux with our wedding colors. I got to go dress shopping in a sea of white, and he doesn't get to know one detail about that dress yet. He will get to see me walk down the aisle and then every day forever. I get to love him forever.

I try to not get jealous of all of the things you got with him because it is all in the past. You had your time, and now I get the wedding. You got to dress up in high school, but I get to dress up for my wedding with him. He may have put a corsage on your wrist, but he will be putting the wedding ring on my finger.

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I Expected It To Have It All Together By 22 And I'm Still Far From That

What we expected and what reality actually is, are two completely different things...


Oh our 20s, how we expected them to be so different. We expected to graduate college at 22, have a career by 23, be engaged by 24, married with a house by 25, kids by 26-28, vacationing with the family by 30, and retired by 60. We expected college to be parties and cute boys/girls. Instead, we got late nights of studying and crying after a job that barely pays for our car, food, dorm, and textbooks. We get no social life and if we do our grades suffer for it.

Our 20s were expected to be all fun but all we got were struggles and stress. I mean I don't know about you but I expected, to have it all together and I'm nearly 23 and far from it. I had all the scholarships and great grades, and I still don't have any type of degree.

Reality hits after 18. Most of us don't have the help of mom and dad anymore. We have to find our way and make a path for ourselves. Sometimes our dreams and goals have to be put on hold for that. The 20s isn't fun. It's about discovering who you are, who you want to be, and where you want to go. Some of us serve our country, some become incarcerated, some of us parents, some teachers, others cops, others travel or study abroad, some dead, some ill, other managers, others homeless, some still living home, and some even addicts.

The weird thing about your 20s is everyone is doing something different, but yet everyone is confused and comparing themselves to others. People feel if they're not doing what others are doing, in their age group then they have failed themselves. What people forget is that with life comes obstacles and sacrifice and everyone's life and situations are different. You are where you need to be right now, for you, and I think that's something to remember in your 20s.

Another thing about your 20's is you're free to think for yourself now. No more having to follow a religion you dislike or hold back from things you love. The world is literally yours to discover and learn from. Possibilities are endless! I think your 20's are the years you create yourself to the best version of you and build the foundation for your future. Just remember, we all build at our own pace.


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