I can’t believe one phase of my life will be ending soon, and another one will be beginning. I can’t even begin to comprehend what the last four years have meant to me. So many memories, so many friends that I’ve made, and so much that I’ve learned. There’s always going to be that little part of me, wishing that I’d done more…been more involved, tried different things, been more outgoing. But I wouldn’t trade my college experience for anything else. And when I start to think about where I’m going, and how I will be away from the majority of my friends starting very soon, I get really sad. And it sucks. If I felt like ending high school was tough, this is going to be way tougher.
I don’t like to think about not seeing my friends often starting this summer. I’m not sure they know how much they mean to me. Without them, I’d be nothing. There’s always been a part of me that has felt out of place. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been called ‘weird’, ‘annoying’, or some other stupid name. With my friends, I feel safe. I feel loved. And I hope the memories don’t stop here.
I know they’ll all do big things in life. Be successful. Be happy. Do what they love. And while I look forward to what the future holds, I can’t help but be scared about the uncertainty that surrounds it.