My Philosophy On College

I started out college with excitement. A thrill for the unknown that made me yearn more and more for new adventures. That first year there was endless fun with friends, classes that didn't demand too much of me, and hall/floor events that got me out there to meet new people. My time was spent enjoying my room and roommate, sleeping as much as I needed to, and not really having a care in the world besides getting homework done on time. Sure I was on the rowing team that year, but it was more fun than anything and it kept me happy and fit. As the years went by, those things and that joy began to disappear. Now that I'm a senior I look at college differently than I did then, now I look at it as almost being over. I'm counting down the days until I walk across that stage and leave behind that college life, never having to spend another moment trapped in a dorm room with a roommate that doesn't understand me. I'm a different person than I was four years ago. I feel like a teacher now. I can see that classroom getting closer and closer. I can't wait. My college days are now filled with worries about my future, where I'll live, if I'll get a car, where I will be able to get a job, and whether or not marriage and children is anywhere close in my future. Finishing up my final semester as an undergraduate student I'm not participating in floor events anymore, I barely see my friends because I'm so busy, sleep is something I daydream of but rarely get enough of, and I work just about every free second I have. I enjoy my classes more now though, since they are more of what I'm wanting to do with my life, but they consume the majority of my day. Of course I can't expect to have the leisure of a freshman anymore. I'm not a freshman. I'm a senior, and a few short months from now I will be a college graduate. Nostalgically, I find myself wishing that time would stand still, just for a little while longer.