Time flies

Something weird happened the other day—I found myself a little bit sad at the thought of this term ending and all of us going back to our hometowns. I mean, let’s be honest, I can’t wait for the school work to be over, but it's going to be really weird having some of your best friends somewhere other than down the hall or across campus. I’m also going to have to get used to driving to places again. I’m so used to walking everywhere that I can see myself getting annoyed when I go home because I'll have to drive instead.

On top of that, I can’t believe that I only have two weeks left of my first year of college. These past nine months have FLOWN by. Now, I realize that time “flies by” all the time, but this past year is an extremely rare case—I’m talking speed-of-light fast. But it's definitely safe to say that I've learned the ins and outs of college by now. (Actually, I think I figured those out by the end of first term.) Now I know all about how to pick classes that will work for me (and depending on who you ask, picking the professor as well), balancing out my social life with school work, and living on my own.

A lot of people think they change throughout college, and even during their first year, which is all perfectly plausible. To be honest though, I don’t know if I have or haven’t changed—I guess it all depends on whom you ask. But the one thing I do know is that a year ago I would've hesitantly told you that I chose to go to Centre, and now, I can give you every reason why my hesitations about going to Centre were just plain wrong. Over the last nine months, Centre has become a place that I'm able to call home for some many different reasons.