14th Grade

Very shortly I will be starting my time in the fourteenth grade. A grade better known to some as sophomore year of college. I've heard from many that it's going to be my favorite year of college. Sort of the same way I heard from many that high school would be the best days of my life. Regardless of what the "many" say I'm excited and nervous as hell for this coming year.

I feel like I know one thing for certain about this year. That thing being that anything can and hopefully will happen.

One thing has to happen. I need to keep a high GPA. 

Other than that nothing HAS to happen. 

I don't care how I spend my weekends or what I accomplish on any other collegiate front. 

This year is going to be a steady year. No plans for major ups or downs. No plans for any changes in scenery. I need that to keep myself sane. 

But sometimes even the best laid plans change in the blink of an eye.

While I might not know what is ahead of me I can tell you that I'm excited for what might possibly be there. I'm excited to have my own apartment. Excited for a semester where I go in knowing people. Excited to go and visit my friends at their respective schools. Excited to return to where I started. Excited to spend some nights on the floor, some on the futon, and hopefully the majority in my bed. 

I'm excited for whatever this year has for me. I'm excited for the headaches and laughs. I'm excited for the early mornings and late nights. I'm excited to venture into my sophomore year with three of my best friends by my side.

I've said the majority of my goodbyes already and the only ones really left are my parents.

I don't think that the goodbyes are getting any easier, but I think they're becoming less worrisome. What I mean is that when I said goodbye this time I didn't worry about what will come. Maybe it's because I've learned that college is unpredictable or because I've learned that the distance between my friends and I means very little when my friends mean so much.

Or maybe it's because there are some things that'll never change. Like how my friends and I are when we're together. Two nights ago we all got together one last time and it reminded me that some things can stay the same forever. We all might change in one way or another, but there is something in our dynamic that refuses to change.

I think it's the fact that when push comes to shove every one of us would do anything to protect anyone else in the group. We have a bond that I can't quite explain. I guess it's just a bunch of kids who got close toward the end of high school that refuse to forget about each other.

NP: This Road With You- Big Little Lions