Four Years Later I Still Can’t Think of Titles
By Samantha Cantrell
After three and a half years, the big day is nearly here: the end of my last semester at Wilson. To say that the past seven semesters have been unpredictable would be an understatement; in fact, I haven’t had a single “normal” year of college since I started . With mass shutdowns beginning in my freshman year and continuing throughout the next fall, a semester abroad in my junior year, and an early graduation quickly approaching, life has been anything but boring.
Amidst all the chaos, there have been very few constants throughout my college career, one of the biggest being my involvement in the Billboard. From late nights preparing paper issues for printing, to Zoom meetings throughout COVID shutdowns, and in this past semester as Editor, Billboard has helped me connect to campus countless times.
It may be cliché, but the saying is true: the days are long, but the years are short. It seems impossible that over three years have passed since I was a terrified freshman worrying about my first classes, yet those years have been full of experiences my eighteen-year-old self would never have dreamed of.
As I look ahead, it’s hard to believe that in just a few days I’ll be putting student life behind me (at least for the time being), but if there’s ever been a time to be Wilson Bold it’s now. The future may be scary, but it’s uncertain in the best possible way.