Letters To My Younger Self || Part V

Dear Molly,

Welcome to your last three years of college.  You’ve ditched the maroon and gold and now you’re officially a Lumberjack.  This is your first time living outside of Phoenix and while it is challenging at first to make a new “home” for yourself, eventually you’ll find that you won’t ever want to leave.

You come to NAU with a plan.  You know you’re going to rush.  You’re going to move into the sorority dorm.  What you don’t know is that even though you have your mind made up on who to join before you even get to school, you’re going to have a really difficult time with your final choice.  Sometimes you’ll wonder what would have happened if you had made a different decision even though you know you couldn’t imagine a life without your new family. 

This is when life really changes for you.  You start breaking out of your shell.  You start making friends that you know you’ll have forever.  Sadly in some cases, “forever” becomes really short, but you start to learn a lot about yourself and your relationships.  You don’t realize it at the time, but you are changing a ton.  Every semester, every year.  You think you’re on the way to becoming the person you want to be, but then you realize what you want is always changing.  It’s frustrating because you think you should have it all figured out by now, but remember that this is the time to explore outside of the comfort zone, to start over, and to take those leaps of faith.

Class is a blip on your radar.  You don’t buy textbooks, and you don’t go to class.  You’re going to graduate with honors, but you’re always going to wonder how well you would have done if you had tried a little harder.  You don’t have to make school your life, but figure out what interests you.  Take more time to decide what you’re going to major in.  Become more involved with the honors college.  Try to be more patient with your group projects even if they are all idiots.  It will affect your grade if your group is not in sync.  Stop talking so fast during your presentations.  It makes you sound panicked, and you already look scared as hell up there.  Don’t take 8am classes your last semester senior year unless you like torturing yourself.  You can thank me later.

So why am I not mentioning all of the fun stuff or warning you on which pitfalls to avoid in these upcoming years?  Because looking back, everything that will happen will make you who you are.  You’re going to make a lot of mistakes – some that you’ll regret, some that you’ll learn from, and none of which you’ll want to take back. You’re going to do a lot of stupid things.  Really, really stupid things.  You’re going to date a lot of stupid boys.  Really, really stupid boys.  But it’s all going to make the ride worthwhile.  You’re going to have a blast.  There’s going to be a lot of parties, a lot of laughter, a lot of heartache, a lot of drama, and lots and lots of memories. 

The only things I want you to remember are to be yourself and to be a good friend.  Stress about school a little less and enjoy the late nights studying with friends a little more.  Cherish your friends and don’t let drama divide you up.  Take more pictures and take more chances.  Wear more jackets because “warmth for fashion” is not the smartest mantra when it’s snowing.  Take advantage of the snow and learn how to ski!  Never turn down a trip to Vegas.  Never turn down a trip anywhere.  Be as kind to people on their power hour as you’d have wanted them to be on yours.  Tip your bartenders nicely.  Don’t drink so many cherry vodka red bulls because they will make you fat.  And always stick around for one more drink.  That’s when the fun happens. 


[[ Song of the day :: "Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye" by Luke Bryan :: a month and three days until his concert!!! ]]

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