All seniors have the option to submit a senior reflection by April 29th. Please submit them by emailing LGeber_UG@nec.edu
Farewell New England College,
Since I entered high school, my grandmother and I had planned my life out in four years. The first plan was to graduate high school and then graduate college. I will complete my first four-year plan without her in just a few short weeks.
Freshman year started with a bundle of nerves, and the lesson of rooming with a stranger is as awful as it sounds—at least for me. However, I ended up meeting one of my closest friends to this day, who broke me out of my shell sophomore year. Sophomore year began the real roller coaster ride as sickness and covid killed spring semester. Junior year was practically a zoom university where I learned the skill of power napping through the boring parts of lectures, and the skill of multitasking was mastered. I stayed home for the spring semester and prepared myself for my final year in college.
My senior year started with uncertainty; I wasn’t sure I would be able to readjust like I did my freshman year. However, it was like I had never left within a few days. The workload seemed over piling and never-ending as my senioritis kicked in. Yet I still had time to be dragged around by Lily Geber to attend the fun events, where we usually ended up pitching in to make things run smoothly. The sleepless nights of random laughter from idiotic sentences could no longer be interpreted between the wheezing and clapping, trying to keep quiet as it peaked in the middle of quiet hours. The hike to West Lot was right before a snowstorm that generally ended in baking random cookies and giving them to Kenneth and others. Scream singing in the empty parking lots, the endless trips to caffeinate, or the trips to Walmart always end up being filled with purchases that won’t be needed. These are just some of my favorite memories from this year.
I joined The NewEnglander and learned that writing articles and covering news wasn’t exactly my cup of tea. However, taking detailed notes, making social media posts, and representing The NewEnglander at whatever events popped up was. I have formed relationships and skills that I will forever take with me. I will genuinely miss the staff of The NewEnglander who’ve made it my favorite class to attend.
I will forever appreciate George and my aunt and uncle for being my supporters and my rock. They pushed me through and even worried more about my schoolwork than ever. They listened to my rants when individuals seemed to hit a nerve. I was always told that it took a village to raise me, and it did. So, I am forever thankful for my village.
New England College, you have taught me the importance of communication and time management, and more importantly, I leave here with thousands of memories I will forever cherish.
Sincerely,
A burnt-out senior