Christian Harding
Staff Writer

It’s that time of year again. School is officially back in session, which means throwing away hundreds upon hundreds of well earned dollars on things like housing, textbooks, and going to bed before 2 A.M. become more necessary than usual, among other things. Not only that, but as seniors, this marks the final time many of us will be thinking, “It’s that time of year again”–a thought which has crossed my mind annually for the past sixteen years of my life. It isn’t something that occurs to me very often, but lately I’ve found myself in a more pensive state than I normally would at this time of year. I’m certain that I can’t be the only one. Truthfully, I really don’t have much of an idea regarding what to expect from these final months at school leading up to my graduation, and I wouldn’t even know where to start. However, that’s not for another couple of months, so let’s focus on the present, before it disappears in the bat of an eye.
On my schedule this semester are five classes (six if you count an uncredited lab), three of them at night, one online, and having to turn in a weekly article for publication in the Snapper on top of it all–and don’t even get me started on the increasingly discouraging search to find a job and/or an internship.
But it’s not as if everything new I encounter this season will be a source of constant stress and anxiety. On the upside, I’ve found myself a solid amount of free time near the end of the week, which will most definitely prove beneficial when the workload starts to pile up (which isn’t to say that it hasn’t already). And on a less academic level, there’s a handful of interesting films coming out this fall that will surely help wash out the taste of all the ‘Grown Ups 2’s and ‘World War Z’s that I didn’t even bother with this summer. Also, there’s already a significant drop in the outside temperature, signifying that Autumn is just around the corner (and you’ll hear plenty about Halloween from me later on this semester).
In conclusion, I honestly have no clue what the rest of this year has in store for me. Two weeks in and I’ve already succumbed to an established routine, with a few select curveballs already headed my way. Unsurprisingly, it so far feels like just another unimportant year at school, instead of the syrupy, beefed up nostalgia fest that most Hollywood films might make it out to be. The best I can do is just face whatever I have to face on a day-by-day basis and hope for the best. I wish just as well for everyone else out there too.