Editor gives advice as she says goodbye


“Hi, my name is Rachel; I’m a soon-to-be-graduate with no post-grad plans yet. I die a little every time someone asks, but I am naively optimistic everything will work out in the end.”
“Welcome, Rachel, welcome.”

This is how I imagine a Susquehanna senior support group would look right about now. With graduation a mere three weeks away, I will choose to reflect on my time here with this senior editorial rather than the “exciting” future that lies ahead.

Coming in as a freshmen—yes, I said the f-word—I had no idea what to expect. Campus seemed so big, which is comical to think about now. Orientation week was a traumatizing experience for this little introvert. Yet, like a strange metaphorically-cliche flower, I blossomed, bloomed, smelled good and hopefully spread happiness over my past four years here.

It’s amazing to stand here, finishing up my last semester at Susquehanna and think about the changes I’ve experienced, both personally and as part of the senior class during our time here.
College is the best time of your life—there’s no doubt about that. I’ve lived with my best friends for four years, spent a semester on the beach during my time abroad, met invaluable faculty and staff and—arguably most important—discovered myself in the cheesiest way possible.

The amount of personal growth I’ve had in understanding my beliefs, discovering the value of others and finding out what I’m capable of has been tremendous. Susquehanna has allowed me to become a big fish in a small pond and comfortable in both my environment and myself.

In such a pivotal turning point for Susquehanna, I have enjoyed watching this institution and our class experience great change together.

While experiencing a new mascot, new renovations, new faculty and watching one of the largest classes to come to campus emerge as a new group of leaders, we, as a class, became bonded by our experiences and memories of our beloved Susquehanna that may never be known by future classes again.

While this is by no means a bad thing, it’s something I find myself cherishing as I saddle up to finish finals and—God permitting—receive my diploma in a few weeks.

Look out, class of 2020; soon you’ll be hearing, “Back in my day…” with all the changes you have to look forward to. And to every other class still left on campus, embrace the change. What other choice is there? These experiences are unique to you as a class; use it as a bonding experience, something to pull you together and something to keep with you because, whether we like it or not, change is inevitable.

Because, let me tell you, back in my day, we didn’t have a handy-dandy food cart on Kurtz Lane or a salad station in Benny’s. You kids don’t know how easy you have it.

I think back to joining the school newspaper; starting out as a staff writer, looking up at the editor in chief was like looking at royalty.

Total nerd alert. Yet here I am, ending my final semester at Susquehanna with the privilege of having served as this paper’s editor in chief for a year.

And, despite the school’s rocky moments, I believe I served quite successfully and take a lot of pride in the quality of paper we produced as a team.

I’ll end my editorial with a few pieces of advice I wish first-year Rachel would have known. “Dear Rachel, be confident in yourself and your decisions. No one comes to college with all the right answers. Just go for it, girl. And for goodness sake, don’t be afraid to say ‘hello’ to that kid who used to sit next to you in class. Take more pictures. Spend more weekends at school; home will always be there. Love your friends. Deeply, truly love and appreciate your friends. Get more excited about going abroad. Even though you don’t know it yet, that will be the most exciting four months of your life. And finally, be kind, stay assertive and love yourself.”