Surviving Senior Year: Spring Cleaning

So if there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I’m a bit of an organizational freak. I like order, neatness, alphabetizing things by last name and putting things in chronological order. I don’t like messes and I don’t like excess (unless we’re talking about clothes), so needless to say, spring cleaning is one of my favorite pastimes.
But this year I won’t just be doing the regular kind of spring cleaning, I’ll be spring cleaning my entire college life.  I’m not really a pack rat but I do like to be prepared, so I haven’t thrown much away over the past four years. And no, I’m not talking old magazines and candy wrappers that would make me the perfect candidate for Hoarders, I’m talking hard copies of papers, and notes from my freshman year classes. But as binder after binder and book after book take up more space than I’d like, I’ve found it’s time to finally clean it all out.
So I did. I went through four years worth of college classes in one day, getting rid of the stuff I will never use again, like the notes from my microbiology class last semester, and hanging onto the stuff I may actually want to peruse again, like a book of Carson McCullers short stories, feminist fairy tales, and obscure post colonial novels that I just can’t get enough of. I tossed the astronomy notes, and the ancient philosophy and the anthropology, but I did keep the literary theory book if only because I’m still using it this semester and because I do plan on burning it once this course is over. Parts of it were cathartic, parts of it were said, but mostly, it was nostalgic.
I found the notes that my friends and I wrote to one another when we should have been paying attention, the song lyrics I jotted down when I should have been brainstorming, the drafts of different classes I’d sign up for during registration. I found old papers that make me cringe and some that actually impressed me (i.e. made me remember I wasn’t always a such second semester slacker). It was interesting to think back on the classes I’ve taken; to remember the days when that first 10-page paper in my freshman writing class seemed like too much to bear; when I considered for the briefest of moments during a meltdown in my first literary theory class, switching my major to something that required less reading. And it was interesting to see how much has changed over the past four years, inside the classroom, and out.
And now, with graduation looming and all the packing I’ll have to do after it, it’s time to let it all go. To downsize my life. To get rid of the past and prepare for the future. To put it all on and make some extra cash ASAP.
The Peter Walsh in me is excited, but the college-senior-who’s-not-quite-ready-for-real-life in me is putting it off as long as I can.

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