I can't believe it's that time of year again. I spent my day moving in freshman and helping my roommates get everything together: we are finally back to school. As a junior, moving in the freshman brought back so many memories. It seemed like just yesterday that I was 18 leaving my parents to move into a strange place with someone I've only met a few times. In the years since, I have made endless memories, forever friends, and the best roommates ever.
The feeling of going back to school is always weird to me. Summer seems to fly by and before I know it I'm back running through the streets of my beloved college. Each year brings a new feeling, too. Moving in as a freshman was so scary and so exciting at the same time. I had no idea what to expect and I was finally on my own. Sophomore year I was itching to move into my first off campus house with even more freedom. I had a year under my belt, felt a little more confident, and was excited to see familiar faces. Now being a junior brings a whole new feeling. I am an upperclassman with two years of experience, so many more friends, and more knowledge of how everything works. Knowing I'm not the youngest one at a party, or even in my apartment, seems so strange to me. I'm supposed to look and act so much older, and I still don't have everything together.
The jitters and butterflies I get as the end of August approaches is my favorite feeling. Each year I grow with more excitement going back to my favorite place with my favorite people. College is such a crazy time is your life with many mistakes, laughter, discovery, and memories and I'm so excited to go back year after year.
