Being a freshman was fun. And just like all other good things, I don’t want it to come to an end. But it must. We all move on to new and greater things at some point. I mean, if I think back on it, there are so many times when I did not want to change, and then the change turned out to be fun:
- I never wanted to move houses, but I have had wonderful memories in each new house to which I’ve moved.
- I rarely want to watch the old movies my dad insists on showing us, but they always turn out to be really good! (Well, that’s not really a change…)
- I was really frightened of learning to drive, and now I’m starting to enjoy it.
And now, here I am, reluctant to let go of the title “freshman.” Why is that? I should excited to be growing older, (and hopefully wiser).
The truth is, every time something changes, it actually stays very much the same. I thought my life would change drastically when I turned 18. But I’m still the same silly, excited, muddled girl that I was when I was 12. However, I became more confident, and I met new people, and I became more independent, and I had new experiences.
It can only get better.
I just have to embrace it.