and so it ends

The first semester of "higher education,"

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the first time not going to school at dear old AF High

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making memories with the incredible friends whom I love and miss so much.

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And so ends the first time being in classes with over 100, and occasionally 600, people.

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The first semester where grades didn't matter to me so much

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where I learned what it was like not to always do well

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and I got my first C.

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And so ends the semester of way too many tears

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prayers of despair and loneliness

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and facades to hide the hurt I was feeling.

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So ends the semester of losing my best friend

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to the Lord

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but still feeling hurt and sadness.

And here's to the beginning of a new semester.

One in which I will try even harder to do my best.

One where I'll study more because I actually know what I'm doing

because I've done it before.

And so begins a semester for which I'll enjoy being on campus because my best friend will no longer be a 5 minute walk away yet there is a bajillion feet high brick wall separating us.

A semester where we'll both be living the lives we're supposed to live yet remaining best friends.

And so begins a semester of living in a new home away from home.

Where I'll be on my own.

Living the life of a college student.

Living like a real adult.

Buying my own food.

Going to bed whenever I want.

Doing whatever I please whenever I please.

And best of all?

Writing my own, new story.