Wow; you did it.
You’ve officially made it to senior year. Seriously, congratulate yourself. I know there have been countless sleepless nights, money you probably shouldn’t have spent and many nights you definitely don’t remember. But, you’re here. And I’m so excited for you.
You’ve probably been dreaming of this year your whole life, and now that it’s here you’re probably already nostalgic for a place you haven’t even left yet. This year is going to be the biggest rollercoaster ride you’ve ever been on; that’s both a good thing and a bad thing. Senior year will break your heart in places you didn’t even know you had, and it’ll fill you with the most intense joy you’ve ever felt.
There’s a lot things I could write about, but the thing I’d like to share some advice on before you go back is the concept of time. We can talk about the mushy, don’t-wanna-leave-your-friends-don’t-know-what-you-want-to-do-with-your-life-heartbreak at a later date. I know, I know, “Live life to the fullest” and all that jazz about ~living it up~. It’s true though, most of what I miss about college was the season I was in, with the people I was with and the town I was living in. Senior year is basically just you running out of time and there’s simply nothing you can do about it but try to soak it all up and definitely cry. Try and save your tears until second semester, no promises tho..
This year is going to be full of really intense classes, unless you’re like me and saved the easy ones for senior year; you go girl. You’re going to be in executive positions for your organizations, you’re going to be applying and interviewing for jobs (hopefully), and you’re going to try and split your time between friends, school, work, extra curricular and your future #yikes
You know that exam you have tomorrow? In the grand scheme of things, it really doesn’t matter how it goes. Tbh, what’s another C? Graduating with honors is cool if you can, and just another cord you can order off Amazon if you don’t. Grab your notecards, head to your nearest bar and grab a Bud Light for me. You can study there, or not, and enjoy a Tuesday night with the girl from your History class. Not to be a bummer, but you’re probably never going to see her again after college; that’s okay. But she’s here with you now, so enjoy it. There should be a list of things to knock off on your college bucket list, I suggest getting them done in the first semester. Responsibilities are going to pile up later, and you’ll be faced with less and less time to do things you actually want to do with people you actually want to do it with #bffeae
On that note, let your parents come up when they want and be obnoxious, take loads of pictures and soak up the last time being in their child’s college town; whether you realize it or not, it’s a part of them and their story too. On another note, have your friends from other schools come up so they can enjoy you in your favorite place for the last times; you’re sharing all of the lasts together #memoriez
I know you’re running out of time before the ominous ~real world hits~; it hits hard, lemme tell ya. It’s also so good, so don’t worry too much, but that’s a story for another time. Anyways, you don’t have time, but what you do have is time. What do I mean by that? You are never, capital N, Never going to have this much free time. Trust me. I look out the window at work reminiscing on times that I used to go outside. What you need to do is take full advantage of it. Go. The. Fuck. Outside. Seriously. I’m not being dramatic. Go outside. Every day, all day, as often as you can. PLEASE do not sit in your apartment or your house or your classroom instead of being outside; you will be sitting inside the rest of your adult life, literally, so do all of us old people a favor and enjoy it before you join our #werklyfe
Day drink, go kayaking, read a book, watch the leaves fall, drink your favorite chai latte, talk to a stranger, I literally don’t care, just go outside. Next, get a hobby. Or 12. You know why? Because I go to work, come home, eat dinner, watch a tv show, take a shower and go to bed for the next day. You have unlimited time to do whatever it is you want. My senior year, I practiced watercoloring, did modern calligraphy, learned ballet, tried to run, did yoga, wrote half a book, shot photography, read a bunch of books, tutored football players.. you get the idea. You will never have as much time as you do right now to do whatever you want, so, please, don’t waste it. Find yourself, find your hobbies, find out how to unwind and #thrive
What should you do in your senior year?
Go to frat parties, spend stupid amounts of money at your favorite cafe in town because it’s under your apartment building, skip class because it’s 75 and sunny outside, try and study for your tests, try and pass them if you don’t, stock up on all of your college’s apparel, take pictures with friends and also take pictures of campus and all of your favorite places, make very close friends with your favorite professors because they’ll go to bat for you when it’s time to get a job, cry insane amounts of time in various places on campus about how there isn’t enough time left and you never want to leave and you’ll miss living 50 feet from your best friends.
I know you’re thinking of doing big crazy memorable things for your senior year to go out with a bang, and that’s cool, totally do those things. I think that you shouldn’t get too caught up in the planning and the events and graduation and homecoming and greek week and concerts and Halloween because, yeah, I did those things, but most of the things I remember are the quiet moments of my everyday life.
I vividly remember sitting on the steps of Tropical Tan with Carlie waiting 45 minutes to fry our skin off, running into Nathan on the deck of our journalism building (I told you to go outside), finding out there was a pool on campus and visiting Andrew at work, eating ice cream with Alli, going to Bible study with Carlie and doing silly drunk things with Jack. Graduation was a blur, I don’t remember what I did for Halloween and I don’t know how many fests I attended, but it’s all of the in-between times where I feel the happiest looking back.
There will come a time to talk to you about the feelings you’re going to go through, but for now, just enjoy yourself, okay?
p.s. Don’t watch High School Musical 3 because you’ll cry, and it’s too early for that.