Listening to this song made me nostalgic about the good/bad memories I have had at Cornell thus far.I grew sad thinking about how I only have one year at Cornell left to experience. Where did the time go?
As the memories of Cornell started flooding in, it suddenly hit me that my college experience was much like a wave—constantly splashing, swaying, moving me into dark and light places that I never imagined. It’ll be soon enough that my Cornell wave will creep past me, and eventually allow for the next tide to come rolling in, drifting me in a new and scary direction. But I’d like to think that in the grand scheme of things, all of these waves so far that have battled the shorelines of my own harbor, were there to alter the margins I have set for myself and push me to handle an ocean more.
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