Yesterday I started my very last day of college. It's so strange, I remember when I was a freshman and absolutely terrified of the city. I would practically break into hives walking two blocks from my dorm. I was convinced I would get mugged every time I took the El (which was of course never on my own). Now I live in the city and can successfully walk two blocks without wanting to dry heave. Even take the El by myself!
People always told me how college goes by fast but I never thought it would slip away this quickly. Each year felt like it would never end. Freshman year I was acclimating. Sophomore year discovering the city. Junior year drowning in LSAT books and law school applications. Suddenly it's senior year and I wonder where all those endless times went.
Heading into my last semester at Loyola, I want to make these final moments count. I want to appreciate my friends more. Take advantage of the city. Savor the skyline. Snap more pictures. I want these last few months to creep by, because if I'm being completely honest, I'm not ready for them to end.