Junior year of college has come to an end, and I am in the “bittersweet” state of beginning my senior year this coming up fall. My mind can’t wrap around the fact that I don’t have much longer of being a student. The roommates, the friends, the parties, the studying, the tests . . . it will soon be times past.
The days are long, but the years are short. The days are demanding and draining, but the years are lively and worthwhile. The hard effort that you put into a day’s time will give you years of self-enjoyment and success. That’s all that I can think about when I think of college. I think of exhaustion and backbreaking loads all wrapped up into a beneficial sense of making every little thing worth it. The relief and the accomplishments are deserving, just as it should be.
My junior year was certainly one to remember — filled with laughs and tears and lessons learned and hard work. I held a part-time job this entire year, along with an internship, along with being a full-time student, along with maintaining a social life. My friends and family were there with me each step of the way, holding me and molding me into the person that I am at this very moment.
So, forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it. That’s what each new year brings — a year that consists of hardships that you are bound to be dealt without knowing how to handle them. But with each hardship, you grow. With each year, you evolve into a better you. With each long day that passes, you will find that the years become shorter and that time flies faster. If I only remember one thing from my junior year of college, I hope that it will be this: Don’t wish away your days waiting for better ones ahead.
Cheers to senior year!