The end of the year is here, and I’m officially a junior. With the close of every school year, I always feel like another chapter of my life has been closed. Through out the pre-college time the transition between chapters was never difficult, except for senior of course, but the last 2 years here at Rose, I’m constantly overcome with sadness at the close of each year.
Part of it has to do with being in a frat. This gives me the privilege to be friends with people much older than me. In High school, I was primarily friends with people my own age. Here I have many friends in every grade level. Many of my senior friends I know I won’t see except on rare occasions and for some never at all.
In two years I will be one of these people. I’ll be going out in the world, experiencing and learning on my own. I’m excited and scared all at the same time. I’m scared because I will be severing the connections with all my close friends here. The only comfort I have is that I did it once when I left high school and it wasn’t the end of the world, so I’ll probably be able to do it again. Life is this long journey, and its not about how much money you make, or what kind of car you drive, but the people you care about and the experience you share with them. Because of this I feel as if I am one of the wealthiest people alive.
Tonight for a brief moment, I stopped worrying about my grades, and my finances, and what do I have to get done for who, and I just sat there in the cool night with a beer in one hand, listening to all the seniors tell stories, and I was truly happy.