The good old days

By: Sarah Schwadron '14


Isn’t It Funny…

Term II is winding down and I can hardly believe it. I can still remember the first day of Fall Orientation. And so much has changed since then.

I have a different group of friends, a (hopefully) new dorm room, a different major and minor, ten extra pounds, a newfound dislike for a lot of chamber music, an understanding of rhetoric, along with a bunch of other things. As for whether I’m excited or upset about these changes, I’ll
let the reader be the judge of that.

I’m ready for the next term, surprisingly. And that is not just to be down with Freshman Writing, although that is a huge plus. I like the idea of having one class every day, but not on Wednesday, even if my class is from 850 to 12 in the morning.

It’s really funny how 850 seems like such an early time to me know. In high school, every morning, without fail (unless I was sick) I was up at 6 am and driving myself to school at 7 am, and I was not the least bit tired. Now, I sometimes can barely manage to drag myself out of bed at 9 for a 955 class. On those days, I remind myself that as long as I shower, it doesn’t matter what I wear to class.

That’s another thing. In high school, I would never dream of walking out the door if I had sweats on. Now, it’s nothing. I look forward to the days where I can lounge around and go to class in sweats. As it stands now, I’m wearing a blouse, khaki pants and heels for a presentation that I have later on today.

Wow. If I am talking like this now, can you imagine the nostalgia I’ll have when it is my last year here at Elmira? I cannot even fathom that right now.

Right now, it’s time for a cup of coffee and my laptop and I to become best friends while I finish this fifty page portfolio. Thank God I actually know what I am doing with it!