This year is. It’s an interesting feeling, when you get to think about it in between running around in circles screaming your head off about finals. There are some beautiful, beautiful days outside now.
Freshman year has just flown by. It seems like yesterday that I was meeting Natalia, Joe, and Ciara at orientation, and my first classes started, and I can still remember getting lost in the midst of all the unfamiliar buildings with names I didn’t know yet, and climbing the steps of Dietsch last semester to get to English. It all feels like it was yesterday. But doesn’t everything in retrospect?
