As I think back to when I moved into my freshman dorm, I can’t help to wish I could sit myself down and have a long chat. When I moved to Durham, I was eighteen years old. Now it’s been two years here and every semester has brought something new and completely unpredictable.
I think that’s what I love about college so much…Everyday is a new adventure. I know that sounds completely cliche, but it’s true. I got myself excited and nervous last night thinking about what next semester will bring in the Fall.
At the same time, I realized there is no hope in thinking and guessing because, from experience, it’s completely impossible to predict my future from here.
I think that’s what I hate about college so much. I can’t predict anything. I’ve always been the type of person who thinks months and years in advanced. Rarely is my head one hundred percent in the moment, a somewhat flaw I wish I could control.
I recently came across this quote:
“Life was never worse, but never better.”
I stopped to think for a second because if I had to sum up my experiences so far in my college life, I would say exactly that. I’ve never had so much pressure to succeed, I’ve never been working so hard towards being a real person in the world.
And let me tell you, it’s not easy.
At the same time, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. I have amazing best friends, I’m doing what I love, and I’m controlling my destiny….well…for the most part.
Life has never been better.