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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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