I remember I once asked my honors project advisor what she felt like when she was done with college. She said she got a job as a journalist, and started a new routine, but she missed going to class. If I remember correctly, I guess she said it was a little boring not having to go to school anymore-- so, she went to grad school. She liked school.
That was funny and weird to hear, even though I've always been a bit nerdy. When I asked her that question, I was on my senior year at college, ready to leave school and start my life, and make all my dreams come true. I was, I guess, very impatient to leave. And I was very tired, too. I'd always been the type who wants to excel at everything, so school life always demanded a lot from me. What I wanted at that point was to start applying in real life everything I had learned.
Well, I guess I understand my advisor now. I miss school. I miss the stress that your life becomes when you have papers to write, books to read, classes to attend, friends to hang out with, and a boyfriend to visit in a different town. I miss life in an academic environment, and it doesn't help that I went to a small, residential private school, and that it was a very close-knit community. I miss, as weird as it sounds, living in a dorm where you don't get your own bathroom. I miss the cafeteria and the big windows facing Fox river. I miss my school's library. And the big oak tree I always saw on my way to and from classes.
If you're a senior at college, enjoy your last year (within reason, of course) as much as you can. I know you're probably very tired and anxious to leave. I know the feeling so well. But, I assure you, you'll miss it when it's over. If you lived in a healthy environment, and if you like your friends, you'll miss going to class, and you'll miss your friends bragging that they have more work to do and that they sleep less than you do, as if sleeping less is something to be proud of. Anyway, you'll miss everything and everyone. The buildings. Your classes. Your teachers. Your friends. Your roommate, if you have one. Your awful / awesome cafeterias. You'll miss your books, papers, chatting, the occasional partying, and the first time you felt independent, as much as you depended on your friends to remain sane. Enjoy it all.