Column: I’ll be a teenage girl forever

Growing up, I was always on the go, trying to accomplish my next goal instead of focusing on the moment. But now that I’m in my senior year at Bradley, I want to rewind the clock and stay a teenage girl forever. 

The title and theme of this column are inspired by the song “Foreverever” by Leanna Firestone because like she sings in the song, I never really want to grow up.  

When I left for college, everyone said that time would fly by and they really weren’t kidding. So for my last year, I am holding onto every moment of girlhood that I can before I am faced with graduation in May.

I want to constantly feel the emotions I felt growing up, like having a crush on someone in school, getting ready with my friends on the floor of their room and gossiping about everything in our lives. 

Now, that crush has turned into an almost three-year relationship with a boy that I met in my COM 103 class. With the end of both of our college careers on the horizon brings talks about what we plan on doing next. 

Graduate school for him and a job for me. Long distance or moving in together? Living in-state or moving out? We still don’t know the answers, but when the time comes, we know that everything will work out.

Getting ready with my friends on their floors has now turned into my roommates and I blasting our “HOT TO GO” playlist and getting ready at our desks. Of course, we all have to approve each other’s outfits and swap clothes before going out and having fun. 

Gossip has now become catching up with my childhood friends about my life in college or talking about whatever pops into my head in The Scout office. I will admit there is still always going to be a little gossip here and there, not to be a hater about it. 

As much as I want to hold onto this girlhood forever and ever, I know that when graduation comes, I will work tirelessly to accomplish those dreams that the teenage version of me set for myself.

A big fancy apartment in Chicago, buying a beach house with one of my best friends and living our own version of “The Summer I Turned Pretty.”