Hello there, you adorable, naive, lanyard-wearing freshman. It’s been a while. Almost four years, in fact. You’ve just met your new roomie, Jess, and sent Mom and Dad packing without them seeing how scared you really are. And you should be scared; overwhelmed with anticipation too, but scared all the same.
All of your studio supplies are packed into your Stanley toolbox that you modified with red and white polka-dot duck tape and sitting on the seat of your rolling chair, waiting to be brought to the top floor of Taylor on Monday. In a few months, though, you’ll be selling most of it to your classmates. You’ll realize architecture is not your home, and it’s going to scare the shit out of you at first. You’ll tell people that you want to switch your major to English, and you’ll doubt yourself even more every time you see the skepticism in their eyes. Don’t let them scare you too much. While some might consider it a stupid move, it’s the move you need to make. Trust me.
Remember the sorority carnival you went to on Saturday? And how that Drew girl from Sigma was the only one to actually come up and talk to you? In a little over a month, you’ll get a bid from Sigma, and it will seem like the happiest day of your life. Enjoy every moment you spend with those women because those memories are irreplaceable. Spend as much time as possible with that goofy Lexi girl you meet during recruitment. That’s your Big right there. And she’ll stand by you 1000% for the next four years, even if she can’t always be around or thinks that you’re making stupid decisions. That blonde girl with a haircut like yours? Stick with her. Lauren is one of the good ones. And the super short girl they keep shoving to the front of the picture and the girl with the goofy bangs? You might not talk to them that day, but a lot of senior year will be spent with Jess, Jess, Kara, (she won’t be around for a few more weeks) and a lot of wine. These women will change you more than you know. You probably wouldn’t recognize me if we were to meet.
Don’t be afraid of all of the changes that will happen. You’ll make friends who you think will be by your side for the rest of the life, but they’ll choose to walk away. THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT. Don’t let that voice in your head tell you that you’re the one who screwed it up. It just wasn’t meant to be. They were there when you needed them to be, but eventually it will be better to move on. You’ll decide after three years to walk away from Sigma, and, as much as people will try to convince you otherwise, it’s the best choice for you.
Over the next four years, there will be moments of the purest happiness and moments of devastating heartbreak. It might not feel like it at the time, but you’ll heal every time someone hurts you, and you’ll grow. God knows, you’ll grow into the woman writing you this letter. I’m still far from perfect and nowhere near done growing, but we’re getting there.
Drink in every moment of the next four years, beautiful. And before you know it, you’ll be sitting here writing this letter, cap and gown in your closet, laying awake in bed because you just can’t wait for this afternoon. It’s been quite a ride, love, and I can’t wait for it to begin for you.
See you in four years ❤
Graduation Day Me