the other day I ran into an old floor-mate of mine from my freshmen year while i was moving stuff into my apartment at like 11:00pm. We spent probably an hour in the middle of the street, just talking about how we were doing, and what we had been up since we were first years. We also talked about what the other people on our floor were doing, or what we had heard about them.
I cannot believe that it has pretty much been two years since were lived on the ninth floor. Time has gone by way too quickly. I havent kept in touch with a lot of people on my floor, most likely due to my busy schedule, but looking back, it really puts somethings into perspective for me. There are even some people i havent seen from my floor since i moved out.
It’s interesting how almost two years ago, I lived with these people and now, many of them are like strangers, with familiar faces. How quickly relationships can fade in college.
Going into my third year, I would say the person that i was my freshmen year, and now, although I still possess many of my quirky attributes, i feel the thing that has changed most about me is my outlook on the world, and life.
i think that’s probably the main experience i’ll take away once my colleges days are over, The people i meet in college, the people i spend time with will be the thing i remember most about college, not the partying I did, or the hours of studying I put in.