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“41 days until graduation,” words drilled into the heads of an anxious 2014 senior Class on 3/29/14. Only 41 days, I kept thinking to myself. 41…The numbers were always there, but as the senior Class was bound together in the auditorium, waiting to hear about the festivities of Senior Week as well as the pertinent information about graduation practice and graduation itself, reality began to set in. As a college student, I think it is still perfectly acceptable to pretend that I will attend classes again, and the graduation festivities are just festivities, no strings or realization of the future attached. So, with that being said, what kinds of things are they offering seniors this year as they begin to part?
This year, Saint Joseph’s College is incorporating a “Senior Send-Off Fair” April 14 and 15, so that seniors can complete anything they need to do before graduation. This has been referred to as a “one-stop shop” for seniors. At the fair, students will be able to get graduation announcements and tickets, caps and gowns, senior week tickets, and more.
Senior week events:
Tuesday: Senior v. Faculty Softball Game at 3pm followed by the senior Class dinner at 6pm.
Wednesday: Alumni Brunch 10 to 1 pm and then Senior Ball at Skye Event Center at 6pm.
Thursday: Mandatory graduation rehearsal at 6pm and Music Cruise at 7:30pm.
Saturday: Graduation! Line-up starts at 9:15am.
At least after four to five years of reading, quizzes, tests, and papers, seniors have a week to celebrate all their accomplishments. To the Class of 2014, we are almost done! To other students reading this, these are some of the things you will have to look forward to! To faculty and staff, thank you for the four years of kindness, support, and motivational pushes. There are now 32 days left! Let’s show senioritis who is boss!
I can’t wait to grow up” a ten-year-old me would tell myself after wiping away the mud off my shirt and pants and taking twigsand leaves out of my hair. I would spend my day building forts, catching frogs, climbing trees, or drawing my future house in the dirt with a stick. Eventually this would have to end as the sun went down, the mosquitoes came out, and my parents would call my brother, sister, and me inside.
“I can’t wait to grow up” a sixteen-year-old me would tell myself after sitting down to piles of homework after getting up at 5:30 to make it onto the school bus, make it to classes, and participate in many extracurricular activities. With the driver’s license came my first job at a fast-food place; with this new freedom came more rules, restrictions, and responsibilities. How is this even possible, I wondered? Twenty-one has to be the best age.
“I wish I could go back to being young, carefree, with little responsibility and naps,” a twenty-one-year-old me whines to a co-worker from one of the already many jobs I’ve had. You would think twenty-one would be a time to get any extra “partying” out of my system, but it really is not so. At twenty-one I was working a few different jobs while attending school, which I take very seriously, juggling family and friends, and experiencing a bit of stress about my future. Where is the fun in this?
“I still have no idea what I am going to do with my life,” a twenty-two-year-old me quietly admits to herself. When people ask, I say I don’t really have much of a plan and that I am going to take things as they come. I have plans depending on what may or may not happen when I graduate to put into practice when the time comes, but I have no real career choice in mind.
Thinking about the future and “growing up” is exhausting. I’m ready for a Disney movie and a nap.
When it comes to what’s next, your guess is as good as mine. Please let me consult my Magic 8-Ball and I will get back to you on that.