...and that's a wrap.
I always get a bit queasy when the end of Spring semester approaches, since it signifies another year of college life that has just sped past me. Now that I've seen three years go by, a very intimidating thought has continuously bugged me.
I'll be a senior.
That may sound really cool to underclassmen who are itching to get out of the lower division classes, but being a senior means it's the last year you've got at Cal, a place we often take for granted until we have to leave. The term "senior" itself implies passed time and age (for better
or for worse), and with this means transitioning from a life composed primarily of socializing-studying-socializing-studying to actually taking on "real life" responsibilities of full time jobs and paying bills. Or for others, it means entering graduate school, which may be a part of the same academic environment we are currently in...but, life as a grad student is still markedly different and still an adjustment.
I suppose the point I'm making here is that every student should take in and relish in as much of their college experiences as possible, because it is very fleeting. For me, I still got one more year, and I plan to make good use of it.