As of 9:36am today I am officially done with my sophomore year of college. I turned in my accounting final, walked out of Lowder Business Building with an embarrassingly huge smile on my face, bought a cup of coffee, and sat down to breathe for the first time in a while.
Let me rewind a little so you can get the full effect of this moment.
This morning was my last final of the semester. Managerial accounting. I know, my major is super cool.
I’ve had a solid A in the class all year so after the three miserable finals last week, I chose to give myself the weekend off from studying.
At the time, I felt great about that decision. Friday, I finished my business law final, watched the new greys anatomy on my computer and napped until 7:30pm. I woke up, grabbed dinner with some friends, and scrambled to find something neon to wear to a rave some friends were throwing. We took pictures and headed out. And we raved. And it was wonderful.
After we left, I met up with a different group of friends and stayed up until 5:45 laughing and talking about life and relationships and how the Lord works and moves.
Saturday I woke up and packed almost everything I own that I won’t need at camp. My dear friend Natalie and I road-tripped to Sylacauga to drop it all off and enjoyed honest and fun and inspiring conversations the whole way there and the whole way back.
We then met up with some girlfriends to eat frozen yogurt on Samford lawn before getting take out from Panera and rockin our sweatpants and t shirts for a movie marathon on the AOII hall.
Sunday, we woke up, went to church, came back to campus and attempted (but failed) to study. Instead, we had dinner and dessert for sweet Melissa’s birthday followed by a giant all-night study party (which was eventually interrupted by a birthday celebration dance party).
Then this morning, I woke up early to study for my 8am final. Feeling not too confident, I walked with some friends to class, sat down, and began to take my things out of my back pack, only to realize that I had, in fact, forgotten my calculator. To my accounting final. And it was 8:01.
My unsympathetic and somewhat rude GTA permitted me to head back to my sorority dorm to get it with the command “YOU BETTER SPRINT.”
So sprint I did. Literally all the way through campus and back to the dorm, up the stairs to the third floor, into my suite, into my room, tripping over all of my things and not saying a word to my very confused roommate in the living room, then back down the stairs and back all the way to Lowder. While en route, it occured to me how utterly ridiculous this whole scene was, and without reservation I began to laugh to myself. Loudly. While running. Alone. Holding nothing but my calculator and key. Laughing.
I hurried back into the lecture hall and sat down to start my final. However, in my flustered, sleep-deprived, ridiculous state, I could not stop laughing. Or sweating for that matter. And, although my pride doesn’t want to admit this, I couldn’t really catch my breath either.
So there I am, in a huge class of 300 silent accounting students, laughing, sweating, and gasping for air.
I eventually finished the test and headed out with, like I said, an embarrassingly huge smile on my face, bought a cup of coffee, and sat down to breathe for the first time in a while. Both literally and figuratively.
This is why I love college. This is why I’m sad to leave for the summer.
Weekends like this are what make Auburn Auburn. And what make me me.
I am just so thankful for friends and study parties and good food and memories.
I am thankful for laughter and tears and bodies that dance and run and jump and hug.
And more than anything, I am SO thankful that my friends and I have been given the grace to see the Lord in all of these things.
Don’t get my wrong, I am very very excited for camp.
But today I am sad to leave. Today I am sad to say goodbye to dear friends for three months. Today I am sad to move out of sorority housing. And today I am sad to see this year come to a close.
It’s weird to think that it’s already been two years since I came to school.
And I am very sad to be half-way done with college.
But if the next two years are anything like these past two, then I am very excited for them to come.
They just might need to go a little slower.