I am now an upperclassman.
Finals week flew by, and the conclusion of sophomore year with it. I’ve got an apartment, a bevy of on-campus jobs, study abroad plans, and some fantastic friend and academic plans heading into my first semester of junior year. It’s pretty surreal. Didn’t I just write “An Ode to Fall Semester”?
I recall all the hesistancy I had last August, and wish I could reassure myself. It was a great year. Both semesters were phenomenally busy, but spring, like the season itself, was rejuvenating. I explored with North Shore with friends. I began running through the Chebacco woods at dusk. On weekends I read at my leisure. By taking fourteen credits, I was able to savor my classes. I was able to keep up with my classes as they got more difficult. Working with College Bound both enlightened and cheered me.
By having a less stressful semester, I’ve discovered the keys to balance. Be strict with yourself. I’ve learned that my alone time can’t be forfeited. Seek God through everything. It is through Him, after all, that all things are possible. Take school seriously. One of the best tips I’ve heard is to treat academics like a professional job, and then have fun. Someone wrote on my dorm’s bathroom mirror: Time you enjoyed wasting was not time wasted. Enjoy people. Enjoy the outdoors, the sun, the ponds. Run often. Go to Boston for the afternoon, because you can. Sleep regularly.
This summer, I’m staying on campus and interning for Student Development. I hope to continue maintaining balance – work, and then biking to the beach, reading on the Quad, movies, ice-cream at Captain Dusty’s, and swimming in Gull Pond. I want to enter junior year confidently, and use balance to savor the time.