I have never been good at writing. It’s usually messy and needs lots of revision that I can never do correctly. However, it is still one of the best ways I’ve used to express all my emotions, whether they are ones of joy or sadness. 

In simple terms, this one will be a bittersweet joy that I don’t think most have thought about just yet and I should possibly save it for later in the year when all can feel it but I don’t feel it’d be right. 

Here’s the story: 

It was about four years ago, the Class of 2025’s freshman year to be specific. I’m sure we all remember it as a time of covid and life just started getting back to normal. I hold a different sentiment for the time seeing as it was my freshman year. I may be too young to actually feel the sentiment of the time, as it wasn’t too long ago Nevertheless I’m deciding to be an old soul for just a bit. 

MV is full of opportunities and even more importantly full of people all of who come from different backgrounds. However, just because of the differences doesn’t make us immune to human emotion. I know we all felt a nervousness transitioning from middle school to high school especially in such an uncertain time of life but now that I’m looking back on it there was no real reason to be nervous. 

Sure the place felt bigger than a college campus at the time and had the feel of a maze with no exit that didn’t stop us from finding the shortcuts to class that they sadly took from us last year or stop us from finding a way to see our favorite teachers although we didn’t have them that year. 

I can still remember the first day of my freshman year. It was a fairly nice day and we had picked up a friend of mine who I’m still very close with to this day. We got so confused by the traffic since it was already around 7:40 AM and we had to get in there through the front to then head to the cafeteria where everyone else was. I brought my Polaroid camera that day so I could do a comparison when we got older but with me having new more important things to handle I had forgotten where I placed the freshman-year ones and have no film for the current one. 

It hasn’t been lost that even though there is no side-by-side proof of the time having changed us, there is still the feeling people have in the back of their minds that time is moving rapidly. We shall soon all be finding our way in life, some with the people they’ve grown so reliant on to be there whenever needed, and others only having themselves to rely on for the coming future.