I wasn’t expecting it. I wasn’t prepared for it, really. I thought I had another 4 months, at least, before I would have to start dealing with this. It’s way too soon.
This past week, with the ending of classes and finals approaching, I’ve found myself in situations where a “see ya later” actually turned into a “Wait… you’re not going to be here next semester. This could be the last time we see each other. EVER.” It hit me like a ton of bricks. And I’m not pleased about it.
“Hey, you know there’s this great thing called the Internet. It lets you keep in touch with people,” Leo says. Yeah, sure, that’s all well and good, but it’s not going to be the same as seeing someone every day in class or running into them on campus. We’re going to be spread around the country after graduation. Heck, even the world in some cases. It’s so much more work to keep up relationships when you don’t have semi-regular face-to-face interactions. Not that I don’t plan on trying, but it’s inevitable that some relationships are going to fade away if only because we won’t have anything in common anymore.
Some of my Junior friends are going abroad next semester. I won’t be here when they get back. I’ll be in the “real world” with a job on the other side of the country. There are no guarantees of us ever seeing each other again. OK, so some of us will be moving out to the west coast and working in the tech industry, but what about my other friends? My friends outside of my major? My friends from The Sun, old roommates, people I’ve just become close to over these last 3.5 years. What happens now?
I really didn’t think I would have to be thinking about all of this so soon. I knew I would have to deal with this in May, but December was not in the plan. It makes everything so much more real.