College is a four-year roller coaster.

You start out as a mere freshman thinking that this is your time. After your first day, you will feel lost and terrified. Or at least, that is how the first week will feel. You will find your people who will stick it out with you. It could be the person who grabs that empty seat you were just looking at, or the person you stick with at your first frat party. You will feel like you're getting the short end of the stick, and that's because you are. Just remember that everyone has been there and done that.

After a year of wake up calls and regrettable decisions, you become a sophomore. You now have a taste of college and feel like you are better prepared (*actually laughs out loud*). Most sophomore classes are still basics. You will feel like you don't need to go to class as often anymore. You did all of this in high school. Or at least that's until you realize college calculus is nothing like high school calculus. You wind up barely passing the class thanks to red bull and an all-nighter.

Another year flies by as you realize that you are over halfway done with college. You're finally getting into those major classes, after switching majors twice. You will ask yourself over and over why you are putting yourself through this. You spend the first semester in denial, then considering changing your major to something easier. Then second semester rolls around and you get that hands-on feel that you needed as a boost. And at last, you remember why you're here.

You are finally a senior after three hard years of work. You've made it this far and are ready to be done. At least for the first semester. You do everything you need to do to make sure you graduate on time. You go to every class, write every paper and start getting out into your field. But when the second semester rolls around, you get this familiar feeling you had four years ago. That feeling where you are scared of change. Then you suddenly realize that you shouldn't have rushed it. Out of nowhere you are taking graduation pictures and applying for jobs or internships. Then one morning you wake up and realize you are graduating. Everything you've learned over the past four years is changing.

You suddenly get thrown into this bullfight called life. A life where you still have to call your mom when you can't remember if that knitted scarf she made you can go in the dryer or how long that pasta dish has to bake, cause you're "winging it." You will be tested. Not to make you question why you are in school, but to show you that you ARE strong enough to do this. You will fail tests. You will forget about that six-page paper that is due in nine hours. You will sleep through more classes than you'll ever admit. But when everything is said and done, you'll always be proud to have been a Jag.