Holy mother of God how can it be 2016?! You know what this means… this is the end of the beginning. Or perhaps just a new beginning altogether. My classmates and I, being the class of 2016, will (hopefully) receive our diplomas in a few short months. I am turning 22 in six weeks. I know I say this all the time, and I am somewhat of a broken record when it comes to certain things, but I honestly have no idea where the time went.
As I sit here, still in Florida, it’s easy for me to lose count of the days and just succumb to the every day life of a college student on winter break, free of responsibilities and commitments. I can feel the death stares from the post-grad readers. Don’t hate the playa hate the game.
Now that it is officially 2016, the only thing I can think about is crossing that Scarlet and White stage in May with a diploma from Boston University. I’m terrified, excited, exhilarated and all around amazed at how quickly the last four years flew by.
From an early age I never had to worry about what my next step would be, other than finishing my college applications and hoping I got into my top choice schools (#blessed). Now, I wake up in the morning and wonder if I’ll get a job come May, find a place to live and be happy. Because in the end, isn’t that the main goal? Happiness?
The prospect of leaving my friends and moving terrifies me. I have to keep reminding myself that I’ve already done that once. I’ve moved 1,100 miles. I left my friends in Florida and went off to add to my list of fellow loons I call my friends, in the hopes of finding new ones in Massachusetts. I’m a big believer in the idea that you have to leave your comfort zone in order to find yourself.
So what makes this next chapter any different than the equally scary ones before? I guess it’s the fact that nothing is certain. Wherever I end up, whomever I end up becoming, I know that the people in my life today played a considerable roll in helping me achieve whatever comes my way.
Enough of the seriousness. I guess 2016 already has my overactive brain on overdrive. I hope you and your loved ones rang in the new year in as much style and silliness as my friends and I did last night.
Stay warm (or cool if you’re in FL) classy and sassy you beautiful people.