Tis the season of lasts… Last fall retreat, last time choosing courses, last winter break, last time doing last-minute winter retreat prep, last winter retreat, last reading week, last year I’ll be living at 317 with such delightful people.
First time applying for masters (and failing), first time applying for dietetic internships (haven’t heard back.. it’ll be a miracle if I do), first time thinking about graduation and what’ll happen afterwards… first time being actually scared of real life after the shelter school has afforded me for the past 4 years..
Every day that goes by this semester, I keep thinking of the fact that I’ll never get to do this again. Undergrad has been the time of my life and even if I do further schooling, it just won’t be the same without the people.
The next major crossroads in life is fast approaching, and there are many roads to choose from.