Well, here we are, it is the beginning of the end. Here are just a few thoughts running through me head as the last semester of college begins.

1. When did it get to be the last semester?

The first half of the year went by so fast, but at the same time, it felt like this semester was never going to come. Here it is.

2. Didn’t seem like this time would never come.

I never thought that I would make it to the last semester of senior year, certainly not on time, but here I am. MAMA I MADE IT.

3. Where did the time go?

It feels like just yesterday that I was moving into freshman year, all bright-eyed and cheerful about life. Now here I am a few reality checks later starting the last semester of senior year with a somewhat clearer picture of the world.

4. So many things have changed since college started.

Obviously, things are going to change over the course of four years. I am definitely not the same person I was when I started college. I do not have the same goals that I did when I started, I do not have the same friends. Everything is different. I was 17 when I started, and now I am 21.

5. Well, at least I only changed my major once.

I was not even expecting to change my major, but things happen. You find different passions. Even within changing my major I have found different things about it that I love and that I want to do.

6. Do I really have to start paying off my loans soon?

The mere thought of having to start paying off that huge pile of debt that I have put myself into over the last four years keeps me up at night.

7. Wait if I go to Grad School, can I continue deferring them?

No matter what with the degree I get, I am going to need to go to Grad School to get the job I want. So maybe, I can just push off those loans a few more years....

8. Only a few more months of living in a dorm.

Thank God for that. I don't know how much longer I can take living with a room the size of a shoebox with paper thin walls, with animals for hall mates.

9. Only a few more months of my friends being in walking distance of my room.

This may be the most difficult part to deal with. Who knows where all of it will end up in a few months. We won't be living in the same building, we won't be able to walk to the dining hall, we won't be able to go to the diner at 2 AM after a night out at the bar. But for now, let's enjoy the last few months we have left.