Confession: I was super nervous about coming to campus because I was extremely worried that, while I was 5,000 miles away from Clark this summer, everyone had forgotten about me. Out of sight, out of mind, right? What an incredibly rational thought process. Additionally, I was worried that I would be too busy with all the things going on this semester that I wouldn’t have time to reconnect with everyone and secretly ensure that no one forgot about me.
Shocker: No one forgot about me. Turns out that people don’t spontaneously forget about you. Unbelievable. I’m actually impressed by how easy it was to re-assimilate myself in campus life. Friendships picked off exactly where they left off. I still know where everything is (another completely rational concern of mine). Move-in day didn’t feel like a grand reunion; it felt like another day in a completely typical life.
I’m also blown away by the amount of free-time I currently have. I have been beating my head against a wall all week to come up with something to write about, but not that much has been going on in the life of me quite yet. I came back to campus under the impression that I would instantly be swept up in classes, labs, rehearsals, but instead, I’ve been sitting in my suite with my four roommates, twiddling thumbs, and trying to kill time. I’m almost desperate for something to do – I’m going totally bananas. I’m sure in two months, when I’m up to my belly-button in lab reports, readings, papers and e-board meetings, I’ll regret writing this entirely. But until then, I’ll continue to spend a minimum of four hours a day watching Netflix and taking naps in my room.