They seem so small and young, looking at them as a senior. Sure, I look back at freshman year fondly, but I can remember how awkward and uncertain I felt about myself half the time. I look back at my (much more verbose) blog entries from those days, and I can’t help but cringe at all the stupid things I thought about. I think the main difference between then and now is, I feel more mature and have a better sense of myself. I can look at party fliers and know that it’s not for me, and I feel okay about it. Or I can know which classes sound like something I would really like to take (and whether the professor is supposed to be good). I know what I would be happy doing, and what would not make me happy.

Seniors, we always wonder why we seem more isolated this year. But looking back at the ickle freshmen, the way we were…I can’t help but see an obvious connection between the past and now.