I am officially old. And, by old, I mean 20. But, I am a senior, which means I have three years of classes, parties and Wisey’s cookies to look back on.
Everyone always talks about how senior year is the best and so fun, but I think that someone has been lying to me. Don’t get me wrong, I always have a good time at Georgetown. But senior year, at least the fall, is beyond stressful. You’ve got classes, clubs, relationships (LOL or lack there of), internships, job recruitment and bills. Honestly, the list could go on and on.
So, in light of what I have experienced the last few weeks, here are the five times when you now you are a senior at Georgetown:
1. You have explained Tuscany’s so many times that you are depressed. The youth has been deprived. I explained the saga of going to Tuscany’s yesterday and actually got emotional. Who doesn’t miss the curb sing-a-longs? Or, wait, was that just me?
2. People expect you to know things. While I love all my new bloggers, who you will meet soon, they are definitely giving me too much credit. I say such nonsense. Words. Am I making up things? Most likely.
3. You don’t know what Leo’s serves anymore. Literally I am looking for someone with a meal plan to take me to Leo’s for a #TBT. I miss it. I never thought I would say that. The kids these days keep mentioning these new stations and options, and I just shrug and disappear into the corner.
4. You would rather have a party with only your friends than spend the night at Rugby. Or Chimes. Or Brown House. Or SigEp (RIP Pink House). Why isn’t it socially acceptable to just sit around with my, like, 15 friends and gossip about people? I’ve met everyone at this school anyway!
5. You cringe whenever you heard the G-word. And by that I mean graduation. Cringe. You can’t conceptualize how scary the real world is until you are sitting at your billionth information session at the career center thinking, “How the f*** did I get here?”
Thank god graduation isn’t for a few more months. I am not ready to be kicked out yet.
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