The Best 4 Years Of My Life
When I was a senior in high school ready to apply to college everyone kept telling me that college would be the best four years of my life. I was so confused, I loved high school. I had some of the best years of my life in my hometown of Liverpool, NY. I had an amazing group of friends, my field hockey team and supportive teachers I considered life-long mentors.
Was I the only one that thought high school was my paramount?
I never realized what those people really meant until I too felt the same feeling on the last day of freshman year at college. I found myself wiping tears dripping down my face as I said goodbye until sophomore year to my new best friends.
It’s pretty crazy what can happen in such a short amount of time.
By the end of my freshman year I had joined a sorority, learned that it’s okay to eat in the dining hall alone, figured out what the dreadful freshman 15 meant, how to do my own laundry and made friends that once were people I passed by in the hall, to people I could tell my deepest, darkest secrets to. Slowly before I knew it these people became my family. I sometimes sit back and wonder how I managed to get through 20 years of my life without them by my side, and now two years later I can’t imagine ever losing them.
I soon realized that college was much more than academics (which is also very important don’t get me wrong) but it’s also about friendships and the memories you create along the way.
I am now a junior at Marist, just getting back from four incredible and eye opening months studying abroad in London and it just clicked that I’m halfway through “the best four years of my life.”
In two years I’ll be the one at Alumni weekend, missing those nights we’d just stay in on a Friday to pig out on pizza and watch chick flicks with people I consider my family.
For me, I wish to fill my college experience with memories that I can share years down the road at my best friend’s weddings, in my maid of honor speech and especially when I’m sitting with all of my friends on graduation day, reminiscing about the “best four years of our lives.”
BY: Kate Osborne