It’s over :(
Picture this:
You hand in your final test while thinking to yourself, “It’s over. It doesn’t matter what you grade you get on this test because it’s done now. Never again will I have to take this class.” Then right before you walk open the door to leave the building you realize you have just finished your last final of the semester. You’re free!!!
Then, almost like a sign from God, you open the door and are blinded from the sunlight. As your slow dialating pupils start to correct the over exposure you start to see something. What you see cause many emotions to surface. You feel glad, sad and releaved. Your memories of your family rushes through your mind along with memories of past and current friends. You than realize that you must take part in what you see before you. What you see is a phenomenom that happens twice a year. Fellow students carring box, tubs, tvs and couchs. It’s time for you to move out.
For me it’s been a tough day. I’ve just finished my classes and all I want to do is enjoy extreme relaxing with my friends. However, this year I got back to my room and one of my roommates was almost finished packing and my other had only started. One of my roommates left before I did and the other is still there. The need that most students feel to go home right away is foreign to me. I don’t know why no one ever seems to want to just hang around.
Last year the final day of finals came and went. About one half of my floor stayed the extra night and played Halo II down the entire hall. There were people yelling down the hall to one another and a lot of laughter. When I left my floor to visit one of my friends in a different building, it was her and three other people. It was dead silent, emphasis on the “dead.”
Concordia is full of life during the school year. However the students are Concordia’s life. With us here, Concordia is a youthful vibrant place to be. Without us, Concordia is well maintained, but definitely does not have the same sparkle that it does during the year. As the year wraps up, I think of how I’m going to miss that sparkle and get excited for next year when that sparkle returns.