Last year was tough on me. Although I had so many amazing experiences and grew and matured so much, the growing pains actually hurt a lot. I finally separated myself from cheerleading and started creating an identity that was completely my own. It was tough, but in the end, I am very proud of and happy with the person I am becoming. (Because let’s be honest, I might pretend to be a fully functioning adult, but I am not even close in some respects).
One thing I am so excited about is the way I was able to create friendships that mean a lot to me and with people who make me feel my best. For the first time in a terribly long time, I am actually excited to go back to school. I have frineds that I have been in touch with all summer and who I have plans to see before the semester even starts. For the first time EVER I am moving in before the last possible minute. When I was cheering, I would move in the night before I had to be ready to practice, and even last fall I moved in the night before the first day of class.
This year I am moving into my apartment the weekend before classes start. I know, such a big deal. (lol). But for me, being able to force myself to be at school and having fun like a normal person is exciting.
And the fact that I get an apartment off campus is SO exciting to me. All summer I have been collecting things and ideas for decorating and for things my roommate and I will be able to do. It’s so weird, thinking that I will be (almost) 21 and able to just casually go for drinks after work in the city if I want.
The fall is also one of my favorite times at school. I love when it’s still warm outside and when I have so little to be worried about with my work. Fordham is always exciting in the fall because it’s the first of everything. The first day of class, the first football game, the first night out.
And no, I’m not a wild party animal, but I am excited to hang out and go out with my new friends. And I’m super excited for Senior Nights to start. (Read, getting dressed up and going out on the last Thursday of every month, fueled by Fordham U).
I’m really excited to be a senior in general. Not a common sentiment, I know. I don’t want to be a senior because I am not ready to try to be a functional adult, because I’m not. (Apparently, grown adults don’t open doors on their faces and get bloody noses. News to me.) I’m excited for the excitement and for everything to be about me and my classmates. I remember my senior year of high school so fondly, and I have heard from so many people that even though college starts off rough, senior year is always fun. And I’m really really hoping that’s the case for me.
Of course, I’m nervous and frightened and stressed out, but for now, I just can’t wait to finally have the college experience I’ve been waiting for.