So, it has been a while.
Let’s recap:
1st sign of being a senior:
Final Witt soccer game ever: University of Chicago 4, Wittenberg 0.
Honestly, if we were going to lose, that is how I would have preferred we do it. Go big or go home.
I must say that as each senior was respectively pulled out of that game, a whole new wave of fear, anxiety, sadness, and seniority crept over me. That truly was the first real sign that after this year, a variety of changes will occur and the only certainty we have is that it WILL happen. I am pretty sure that I cried the entire 6 hour ride home and at least once each day of the following week. It is the weirdest feeling to know that something big has been removed from your identity as a person and no matter how many soccer leagues or teams I may play on in the future, it will not be the same. Yes there are the positives: I will have more time to devote to finding a suitable career path for life after college, I will be able to socialize more often, I will basically have more freedom- however, freedom being thrust upon you is not always desirable.
I know I will move on, but more time is definitely required.
2nd sign of being a senior:
Thanksgiving break.
Usually Thanksgiving break entails more family than friends and doing a whole lot of nothing. However, this year was shockingly different. The class of ‘05 had a strong desire to see basically EVERYONE. There was seriously a small reunion at bW3s where I was overwhelmed with both people I have and have not seen in 4 years. It was odd, but great. I honestly believe that it finally clicked: no one knows for sure where they will be in the next year so there is much uncertainty with what familiar faces from high school may be around as time proceeds…
Besides this, break was definitely needed. I always find that breaks at Wittenberg are strategically planned to push you JUST enough to the point that you WILL benefit mentally, physically, and emotionally from taking temporary time off.
…And I guess a 3rd sign of being a senior is that I turn 22 this Sunday.
TWENTY TWO: 8 years from 30, 18 from 40, 28 from 50…need I say more?
I’m sure more signs will follow. That is definitely all for now.