You know, it just kind of hit me the other day. I realized that I'm a Junior in college. I mean, freshman I could handle, and sophomore, no big. But a Junior? I'm halfway through, on the downhill side. I am over the hill in my college years. I suddenly felt rather incredibly old.
In high school I was always one of the youngest in my grade. In Young Womens, and other things, too, I was always the young one. But no more. I've been here longer than 1/4 of the people at this school. (If assuming that 1/4 are graduate students and 1/4 are faculty. I'm not a math major.) I should be expereinced, I should know my way around. But I still feel entirely too young to be this old.
I think I caught a lucky break though, when I moved here to Darwin Avenue. Suddenly, I get to be young again. My ward, small though it is, is filled with people who are older than me. Granted, not everybody is old, there are a few girls from Bear River who actually graduated the year after I did, but mixed in with the sophomores, and Juniors like me, we have quite a few Seniors, and even some graduate students. It was quite a boost to my self esteem when I realized this, but even more so tonight.
After Ward Prayer we have a treat and game night, so tonight we were over to Yellow House. I'm nearly sure that Kaylene and I were the youngest people in the room. We were talking to people, girls who've served missions and come home, guys who were home from their missions before I graduated high school... it was rather exciting actually, I felt young again. It's nice to know that campus life doesn't just end once I hit 20 this Summer. I feel very reassured. It's good to know that I won't stick out like an old dinosaur once I serve my mission and come back.
Speaking of missions, one year from now I'll be nearly done going to homecomings, all but one of my friends have now hit their halfway points. It's all downhill from here, the first will come home in January.
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