As the first month of my last year at Lasell nears its end, I’ve noticed that I keep forgetting that I am, in fact, a senior. Still, as much as I subconsciously try to push it from my mind, I am reminded of the fact by what I’ve affectionately nicknamed “senior moments.” They keep track of the times I force myself to remember that I am, in fact, older than I was when I first arrived on campus.
My first recorded “senior moment” of this semester can be credited to the Chronicle’s own Editor-In-Chief, Hanna, who also holds the title of My-Best-Friend.
As we sat in a circle on the floor with our roommates for the first time since the previous semester, Hanna told a brief story from our own first-year move-in. Hanna explained how she had stood in the rainy Science and Technology Center parking lot with her family, and she noticed two people in line who looked extremely similar—close enough that both she and her mother commented on their resemblance. The two in line were myself and my own mom. Hanna and I became close friends a little over a week later.
It was a story that I’d heard Hanna tell before, but in that moment, it made me realize how long ago it had really taken place, and how much had changed since then. Thus, my first, but far from my last, “senior moment” of the semester was recorded.
The mixture of emotions brought out by my silly little list was hard to navigate, as I’d always thought seniors who felt so strongly about wanting or not wanting to leave college were exaggerating. I didn’t think it mattered enough to be so excited to leave or to dread it as much as they did. In reality, my own opinion on the topic changes daily.
Regardless of my current thoughts on leaving Lasell in eight months, I will continue to record my “senior moments” because they remind me that I’ve found so much that I want to remember here. I’ll continue to take time to remember them, and when graduation comes, my list of memories remembered might become a “senior moment” in itself.
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