I’m not as excited as I was freshman year when everything was new and exhilarating. And I’m not as dreadful as I was sophomore year.
But I am certainly the most excited to go back since I knew what college was actually about, if that even makes sense.
I can’t wait to see my friends tomorrow. It’s 2 am and I can’t sleep. I miss them, and I actually have all summer even though I’ve been in pretty constant communication with most of them.
I also can’t wait for classes. I know how much work is necessary and what is expected of me and this is only the second semester of my four so far where I have felt this way.
Let’s just hope I have as good of a year this year as I did last year (if not better). I am feeling so much excitement. And I’m not a person who is easily excited, so that says something.