Time Whizzed By

At the end of this semester, I find myself reflecting on everything that has happened since August. I arrived at BYU for summer semester, and had a pretty good handle of what I thought college was like. But when I came into the fall semester those perceptions were erased and were in need of re-building.

The amount of new students was staggering. Not only was this the first time I had ever seen a line for the Cannon Center, but instead of 3 summer wards, there were close to 30. I was seeing faces I had never seen before and meeting new people left and right. Forgetting everybody's names became standard procedure to me, and I swear over 60% of the people I met one time, I have never seen again.

Classes were a different story. Instead of taking 7.0 credits, I was taking 14.5. I had to actually do homework, and sometimes had to consider doing homework instead of going out on a Tuesday night. Things had taken a huge turn and I seemed to be jumping on to a moving train.

Of course, I got in the groove, and now am very comfortable with my classes, schedule, and group of friends. What I am not used to however, is the fact that this could happen in such a short period of time. I have learned so much material, typed tens of thousands of words, and spent countless hours studying and taking tests. The academic learning curve is almost as steep as the social situation learning curve. Living with a bunch of boys and girls my age, two to a room, hundreds to a building, and thousands to a complex, is mind-boggling. Going to church in a classroom, living at my school's campus, and navigating a brand new city. I can't believe this year is half way over, and I can't believe my freshman year will be over in just the same amount of time since I began. And so ends one chapter, as another one begins.