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Syracuse NY

Last Real Summer

Clarissa Baston on Friday, 22 May 2009. Posted in Student Life

This school year has just moved so quickly that it doesn't really feel like it's over!  I drove home last Wednesday, down the thurway that I have become so familiar with, feeling very strange.  I was excitied that I was going home and finally taking a break from a tough year, but it wasn't the same.  I felt almost sad to leave Rochester.  I think because I know that when I come back in the fall things will be different.  I know that I won't see some faces that I am so used to seeing because they have graduated.  I know that I'm next and that I cannot mess around.  I know I gotta find my game face. 

When I got home, my family was waiting for me with dinner on the table.  My mom asked me what my plans were for the summer, and I told her that I was taking a couple classes and working a little bit in the Admissions Office.  She then said something that kind of rattled my cage a little bit.  She said, "You better enjoy this summer, it's your last real summer..."  I knew that meant that there will be no summer vacation to look forward to after this because I have to find a "real job."  And vacations do not last for 3 months.  I know my mom was just messing around, but it really got to me. 

I don't know what's going to happen in the next 12 months.  I might graduate.  I might not.  I might have a job.  I might not.  It is a scary thought.  We go to school for most of our lives and it all leads up to this point.  I always felt like I was so far away from graduating college, like it would take forever for me to get here.  Then I realize that the time has really flew by I am freaking out. 

I remember freaking out the night before move-in day my freshmen year.  I was up all night trying to come up with a plan to get out of moving away.  I did not feel ready at all.  I felt like there was no way that I could get through it.  When the day finally came, I was still having an internal freak-out, but I knew that if I didn't at least try, I would regret it forever. 

And so here I am.  One year away from my graduation.  Praying that I don't screw up.  Hoping for as little stress as possible. 

I can't even imagine what the thousands of students graduating today must be feeling.  I wish them all the luck in the world, but they won't need it because RIT has prepared them to be the best and there is no doubt that they will be great.  YAY Class of 2009!  Hope everyone has an awesome summer!