Saying Goodbye

I don’t have the words to express exactly how I feel. MSA was just starting to feel like home when we had to leave. It’s completely unfair. I’m left with so many regrets of what I should have done, who I should have spoken to, and who I should have held onto a little longer. I can’t stop thinking about what I would have done differently if I knew that my last days at MSA as a junior were coming sooner than I expected.

I can’t imagine how the class of 2020 feelings. They’ve worked so hard to get to where they are and don’t deserve what’s happening to them.

This past month has caused me to realize quite a few things. I was surprised to miss certain things that I’ve been taking for granted. I’m determined to do things a bit differently once quarantine ends.

One of the hardest things is coming to terms with the fact that I only have so much time left to be a kid. It didn’t seem to matter before, but now that my friends are leaving for college, I realize now that that’s going to be me next year. I’m going to be an adult, which I’m not ready for. I feel like I’m running out of time.

I don’t want to be a senior. Not yet. But my junior year is coming to a closer much faster than I ever thought it would. And now we’re going into a summer where people are going to be scared to go out and have fun with their friends because of the coronavirus.

But the fact of the matter is that we’re not getting a choice. We’re going to have to say goodbye to our seniors and then become ones ourselves, regardless if we’re ready or not.

I miss MSA a lot. And now that I can’t be there, I want to be there more than ever. It’s a sad time, but it’s taught me not to take it for granted anymore.

I have one goal for next year, and it’s to enjoy every moment of it. I do know how cheesy that sounds, but it’s the best way to put it simply. I want to talk to more people, I want to go to more events, and I want to experience everything at its fullest.

So, even though it’s come quicker than I thought it would, I will say goodbye to my junior year. And it’ll be okay. I know I can make next year even better.

Author: Addison Laird

Just a Media trying her best