second semester senior.
When I was a freshman, senior year seemed like a very, very distant future. As a sophomore, I started to think that I would finally get to relax when I became a senior. Last year, I just wished for junior year to be over. And now that I’m a senior…I realize that this year’s not nearly as great as I imagined it to be. Quite the opposite, in fact.
I’m not going to lie; it’s been a long three and a half years.
And it sucks. It sucks to spend every day wishing that the next day will come faster, to count the days until graduation.
Yes, being a second semester senior feels great-in fact, it’s a downright relief. But sometimes…it just feels like the start of another half of a year before I’m out of here.
So what have I learned? That I dislike Euler, soap bottles, college apps, and Dickinson. That mass quantities of mangoes are delicious. That Starbucks makes me feel better.
That I’m ready to move on.
