On my way to my last class at SDSU, I couldn’t help but
chuckle and reminisce on my very first freshman class on campus in a neighboring
building. Boy, how times have changed. Fresh out of high
school, I remember the excitement of waiting in line at Starbucks (the early
days of my coffee addiction), walking to class with coffee in hand, thinking I
was some big college hot shot ready to conquer the world. I can see it now:
nose high up in the air with my oversized sunglasses, pretending I had some
clue of what I was doing while imagining I was a Harvard collegiate genius on
the sunny streets of San Diego. I dreamed and ignorantly believed that the next
four years would be pure perfection, because hey, that’s what college was
supposed to be.
I still remember it; I still remember myself back then, who
I was and who I thought I was. But that was then and this is now. Four years
later, on the foot of my graduation, I realize how much I’ve changed, how much
I’ve grown, how things are different, and how some things are exactly the same.
And just as quickly as that first day went by, today will
soon be gone, but hopefully not before I can record it on this blog. There are
a couple of things I want to share in the few days I have left as I look back
on my college experience. So, please allow me to shed some wisdom on what I’ve
learned to those who can apply to their own lives, making their college years
as close as possible to a freshman’s perception of college “perfection.”
