I'm not making any promises

Two weeks ago I started my last year at college.

It was a completely lovely day, but it made me realize how quickly the past three years have gone by. I have only two semesters left to really make those memories that will be with me for the rest of my life. My experiences so far have been amazing.

Not perfect, but amazing.

Sure, there were times when I dreaded my classes and wondered what I was doing, when I was sure I'd had enough, but those times have been overshadowed by the good memories. They have been overshadowed by the time I went sledding down Old Main for the first time. By the annual 80's dances. By The Howl. By everything.

I told my sister, Amy, how I was a little apprehensive about the future and growing up. Things here are comfortable, and as much as I like change, I'm happy where I am. I told her I didn't think I was ready to leave. She laughed, and said not to become a perpetual student, or that kid who never leaves their college town.

I'll do my best, Amy, but I'm not making any promises.

1 comment:

a.b.c said...

I'll hold you to it :)