Seeing as I am not sure at what point in my life I’m going to graduate school (or know what I will study, but hopefully it’ll be sooner rather than later), today was my last first day of school. It was bittersweet, but also just seemed like a normal day.
Tuesdays are my easy day, I work on campus with a really good friend, and then I have a seminar for 2.5 hours or so. The great thing about being a senior is that you know the routine, or you think you do. Just before my class I realized that I forgot which building it was in, ooops. Anyway, a quick call to my roommate solved the problem and I found the somewhat hidden room. My class seems like it’ll be good, a lot of reading but that’s to be expected. I’m looking forward to this semester, hopefully it’s fun despite my packed schedule of work, class and interning.
I started this post with an idea of writing something poignant but alas, it is kinda boring. I have such mixed feelings about ending school-it’s fun, the people are wonderful and it’s just a great time in life-but I know that it’s getting to be time to move on, move out and join the real world. It’s scary-I think I need to buy a new wardrobe and learn how to do my taxes. My goal this semester is to have fun, enjoy the last few months of college with my friends before we end up scattered (hopefully not too far away!) and be even busier.
If it was your last first day of school-I hope you enjoyed it, it’s the only time you can get away with asking someone, “I think I have class in here?” or sit through a class you are on the fence about or well, just be completely open to whatever your professor is going to throw your way. Mine was pretty good. I got permission to read a little less and got out of class early too! Anyway, that was my first last day. Let’s hope this semester is fantastic!