School Sentiments

Summer is over, and school looms over the horizon like a black, billowing cloud. OK, so it's not really that bad. Actually, a part of me is glad that school is starting. I miss the days of having a schedule. Well, I had a schedule with work every day, but after work I wasn't motivated to do anything because there wasn't really anything that I absolutely had to do. All the "I'll do that tomorrow"s never got done, and I wasn't as productive as I could have been, something that will change as I am buried with homework and tests over the next few months until the carefree summer sun smiles down on me again. That's where the other part of me comes in. I love being able to do whatever I want whenever I want and not having a schedule. Being spontaneous in the summer is what makes it exciting. School demands a structured schedule and deadlines for projects and such. There's always something to be doing. But even as I cringe at the thought of being cooped up inside willing my brain to work, I remember that I only have two years of college left, and I start feeling (mostly) grateful for the homework.

Sometimes I wish that I could stay in college forever. I love the atmosphere at Brigham Young University and the connection I feel with everyone on campus even though I don't know most of them. We have a lot in common, after all: we attend BYU, have homework, dread finals, will do anything for a free meal, pray for our football team to win, and have the same values. Even though homework is sometimes a drag, I love being a student and learning. I don't want to go into the "real world". I've been in school for as long as I can remember, and not having that structured part of my life is a little scary. I don't know how not to be a student. I try not to think about that yet; I still have a couples years of college left.

For now, I'll cherish my time as a college student, because as much as I complain about homework and trudging to my classes through a snowstorm, I wouldn't trade being a student here for anything.
So bring on the semester!