This One’s For You, K
Coming back to college as a second-year, I thought there would be a period of “reacquaintance and refamiliarization” that comes with the start of school. After all, a full three months’ of time separated the end of Spring Quarter and Fall Welcome Week. Absence makes the heart grow fonder they say, but it also gives people the chance to grow apart. Moving into my new apartment and single room, I thought heavy-heartedly: This is the moment of truth.
Much to my surprise and delight, sophomore year began right where freshmen year left off. We come back and continued college as if summer vacation didn’t happen. Inside jokes persisted and personalities remained the same. Appearances evolved, but it was so comforting and relieving to know that under the new clothes were the same people also eager to remain friends.
After the reacquaintances and catching up, everything about school followed the same trend of having stayed the same. The same sheets were spread on the same uncomfortable fireproof mattress (and one new duvet); the laptop with its charger snaking down behind the same hideous wooden desk (now it sits on a laptop stand flanked by new external speakers); the same unsavory food at the dining hall (exacerbated by the elimination of plastic utensils and take-out containers); the same boring classes and vast campus (revamped with a Burger King and a King Triton statue). It seemed that my nervous expectations about change were a bit melodramatic.


