I realize it’s been a while since I’ve blogged, but in my defense, I have been very busy doing some very important things. Okay, mainly I’ve just been moving back to Des Moines, but that is important. Anyway, now that I’m back at Drake and getting settled in for my final year, it’s becoming increasingly clear to me that…this is my final year.
It’s something I’ve logically known for a while. I mean I’m no math genius, but I can (usually) count to four. As anyone will tell you though, there’s a huge difference between knowing something is true and feeling the truth of it. And the later half of that process is only now starting to sink in for me.
After a summer full of talking about my senior status, I should’ve been prepared. Everyone from my family and friends to even my dentist have asked me “How are you felling about your senior year?” Honestly, I didn’t know what to tell them and I still don’t think I can articulate an answer. I’m feeling excited, worried, happy, nostalgic, and a whole mix of other things when I think about the months ahead. The only thing that really captures the shock I’m feeling is some expressions straight out of Scooby Doo. If “jinkies!” were more socially acceptable, I’d probably use that to explain my pre-senior year thoughts.
And while it’s been a pretty great journey at Drake so far, I also have to remember that’s it’s not over yet. There’s plenty of learning, work, activities, friends, and fun in store for me this year. So for now, I’m gonna stop trying to think about how I’m feeling or will be feeling and just enjoy the ride.