To my freshman year of college:
Where did the time go? It was just yesterday that I was anxiously packing up my childhood room into two large duffel bags, saying my last goodbyes, and getting into the overflowing car to head to Ann Arbor.
How is it summer break next week? Wasn’t it just my first snowfall in Ann Arbor?! The first time I walked into my dorm room and gave my roommate and forever friend a giant hug feels like it was a second ago, but in reality, it was eight months ago. Where did the time go?
What am I going to do without my “new people” for the next four months? I have spent endless meals, nights, smiles, and everything in-between with them. Not having them by my side 24/7 this summer is going to feel weird and lonely. Really, really lonely.
This has been one of the best years of my life. I am dreading packing up my room and saying my goodbyes next week. And yes, I understand that I will see my friends and be back at my new home before I know it, but that’s not soon enough. If I could start this year all over again, I would. And I wouldn’t change a thing.
To my freshman year, thank you. There were ups and there were downs. There were laughs and there were cries. There were stressful times (I’m looking at you finals week) and there were hysterical times. But, as I said before and will say again, I would not change a single thing.
The memories I have made this past year will last a lifetime, and I can’t wait for the next three years. August 27th, you cannot come soon enough. One last time; thank you freshman year of college. You will NEVER be forgotten.
