I came back to Columbia a little sad. For two reasons: I was suffering from an intense cold and because I realized that I would not be returning to school in the fall. If there is one thing you should know about me it is this: I love school supplies, paper, pens, books, etc. I was pretty much devastated that I wouldn't be a part of the bookstore's busiest time of the year and even offered to do the shopping for Chef. He declined - he doesn't buy that stuff anyway. This evening, I found myself suffering from insomnia. I've tried everything - watching TV, catching up on the world news that I'd missed via NYTimes.com, reading my book - and it isn't working. I realized that I was excited for something I wouldn't be doing this year. I even wrote in my planner that school starts on August 24th...even though I won't be enjoying new classes.
My little sister and cousin will both be moving into new dorm rooms in a few short days. I wish that I was starting it all over again. Looking back on the past four years (even their ups and downs) I wouldn't change anything in the world. I met the most amazing people and created relationships with them that will last a lifetime. And now, those same people are starting new paths of life. In a year, I'll be moving to _________. In a few months, I'll be making my first bridesmaid debut at my best friends' wedding (which can only mean one thing: there will be many weddings in my future!). My friends are starting professional careers as students, accountants, and anything that they can get their hands on.
So, maybe I am not excited about the new school year. Perhaps this August I am most excited for what there is to come. Last week, my grandpa told me to follow my dreams and that is what I intend to do this year. Who wouldn't be excited about that?
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