So, before I begin, let me just comment on the date: February 26. Holy smokes! Already almost two months into the semester, and less than three months to go. And it’s been a while since I’ve posted a blog! I thought that I would just tell you a little bit about my semester…which just so happens to be my last semester.
As this is my last semester, I have been tempted to fill my days with exclamations of, “This is the last time I’ll do….” –you name it. There’s this feeling that I have to make everything count or else I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.
Well, that may be overstating it, but some advice that I’ve heard from several people is to not go through the semester thinking of everything as a “last.” Instead, I’m trying to appreciate just being here at Dordt. For readers who may be looking at coming to Dordt, here are some of the things that have become my life here:
Drinking cups of coffee with my roommates. If you’re a coffee drinker, you know that coffee is better with someone else. I was #blessed to have roommates who enjoyed coffee with me all four years of college. This semester, one of my roommates and I share a French-press-full of coffee together every morning, often while having our devotions together.
Sitting in groups of random people. Maybe you’re at the Grille and you see a friend at a table. So you go sit with her/him. Then your friend’s other friends come over and sit with you and then other people you’ve never met come to sit with them. Soon, you’re at a table with a seemingly random group of people, talking about who loves snow and who drinks what kinds of tea. The cool thing is that this kind of incident is pretty normal—only this semester it occurred to me, “where else do you just sit and chat with a group of strangers?”
The joyous feeling of walking back after your last class. Now, this semester, I do look forward to the majority of my classes. And I enjoy the time between classes where I can get homework done or grab lunch or talk with people I run into (or maybe some of each). But there is this wonderful feeling I get when I’m walking back to my apartment after my last class—part of it is getting to be outside after mostly having been inside all day, and part of it is knowing that the rest of the day is mine (to take a nap? To make another cup of coffee? Who knows?).
Falling asleep during Friday night movies. As freshman, we could stay up as long as we wanted no problem. But as seniors, we keep having weekend nights where we go to the Fruited Plain, play some games, and then start a movie at like 11:00. And I don’t know why we do that because half of the group ends up falling asleep anyway, and it just means that we all have to wake up and then go to bed and then re-fall asleep. But we keep doing it, and, honestly, I’m going to miss it.
Saturday mornings writing papers. Now, this may seem a little odd, and I know that many college students do not have this experience because Saturday mornings mean sleeping in. But since I played sports, free Saturdays are a luxury. So, Saturday mornings (and afternoons) can be my most productive times. I go to the library or a coffee shop (with a cup of coffee, no matter where I am) and crank out a paper or some reading or another assignment—although, let’s be real: English majors pretty much only read and write papers—and although I’d often rather be doing something fun, I do enjoy the satisfaction of getting work done. And there’s something about Saturday mornings that makes the getting work done feel relaxed.
Before college, it was hard to picture what my life at Dordt would be like. Now that I’m on the other end of things, it’s hard to imagine my college years going any other way. And while there are many things that I am ready to be done with—hello senioritis—I’ve loved my time here at Dordt and am thankful for what God has given me here.