One of the first days after move-in, we had a meeting with our RD in which she described to us the dreaded sophomore slump. We would make no new friends, lose motivation, lose confidence and probably have at least one quarter-life crisis during our sophomore year according to this phenomenon. Lucky for me, despite several bumps in the road, my sophomore year was nothing like this, and I’m genuinely sad to see it coming to an end.
I never thought I’d see the day where I wouldn’t be excited for summer. For me, summer has always meant spending all day in the sun, hanging out with my friends from home, the Fourth of July, and my birthday. All of these are amazing things that I should be looking forward to – but this year, much more so than freshman year, BC has become my home, and leaving it will be very hard.
Saying goodbye to my freshman year roommate was tough, but this year I have to say bye to all eight of my roommates. Some of these girls were basically strangers to me on move-in day, but now I can’t imagine BC, or my life, without them. Even if we see each other over the summer, next year some of us will be living off-campus, some on, and some will be studying in different countries, so this conclusion of finals week is destined to be bittersweet.
For me, the sophomore slump was a fear that never came to fruition. I have made so many new friends this year, and though sometimes I struggled with schoolwork, it never became too overwhelming. BC has truly become my second home where I’ve been able to make some of the greatest friends I’ve ever had, and though I can’t wait to be sun-kissed and watching as much Netflix (guilt-free) as I want, this summer is definitely tinged with a hint of sadness as we all head off in different directions.