So hard to say goodbye…
Let’s be real: It’s actually gonna be pretty easy saying good bye and hello to the summer vacation (For most of us. Sorry, Maytermers.)
An academic semester is no joke. It is hard work (Wow, understatement of the year anyone?) The deadlines that once haunted us in the beginning of the semester are now a thing of the past that we can laugh at (maybe not yet.) The well-deserved I-FINISHED-MY-PAPER-IT’S-2-AM Whataburger runs. The perfect attendance.
I suppose that’s a subtle lesson that the university teaches us as we make our way towards graduation and a career. Hard work really does pay off. Those nights you spent crying (don’t lie) about not knowing how you were going to take three mid-terms in one day with a paper due at 5 PM; those weekends that didn’t deserve to be called Friday, Saturday or Sunday because those used to be fun days in your past life; those books that you probably had more conversation with than real-life people. (…These may or may not be my own personal experiences.)
The hard times pave the way to a future of endless possibilities. Sometimes it’s hard to see the fruits of your labor, but go ahead, pat yourself on the back, give yourself a high five because everything you do now does make a difference. It makes a huge difference.
My last advice for you wonderful people — rickroll it up in the last few days of classes.
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you. Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye. Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.