Friends. Friends. Friends. You make them everywhere. With new adventures and an open mind youâÂÂll meet new people, who later become friends. Once youâÂÂve made them you donâÂÂt remember how life operated without them. In second grade I was a part of a Brownie Girlscout club. In the two years that I was a Brownie I learned one song. I donâÂÂt remember the title but it went âÂÂmake new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the otherâÂÂs gold.â No matter what, I know that I wonâÂÂt forget anyone that IâÂÂve met at College Now.
   IâÂÂve always been an easy-to-talk-to person, who loves to meet new people, but IâÂÂve never became so close to people in six weeks like I have at College Now. I have met so many great people at College Now who I never would have encountered otherwise. In the beginning of the class, I didnâÂÂt think I would make it through the six weeks. On the first day I thought of dropping the class, not because of the material or because I didnâÂÂt like anyone but I didnâÂÂt understand. DidnâÂÂt understand how a summer, that is supposed to be spent at a beach, could be spent inside an over air conditioned building. Luckily I didnâÂÂt.
   We all had our little groups, Connie hung out with Mariann, the Beacon group hung out with each other (then Brittany joined), Michelle and Stephanie hung out, Polina and Ari were close, Shirley and Linda had a close relationship, but it didnâÂÂt matter. Those groups slowly enfolded, until everyone began talking to each other. For example, in the beginning of the class I hardly spoke to âÂÂAbda ElâÂÂ, but now we suck our teeth at each other in a loving way of course. ItâÂÂs weird to imagine not waking up at 7:45 in the morning. ItâÂÂs weird to think about getting a free New York Times in the morning or the free lunch. But more importantly itâÂÂs going to be weird going to school in September without the College Now group. ItâÂÂs going to be strange reading the New York Times, to friends, talking about how the articleâÂÂs lead lacked an insightful lead or how the kicker was weak to people who donâÂÂt even know newsroom lexicon.
   At 1:54 in the morning, I find myself talking to Alicia and Connie Van. In a way these conversations with them âÂÂencapsulateâ (what seems to be one of LaurenâÂÂs favorite word) the friendships that I have made in College Now. As Connie put it college class âÂÂFLEW by.âÂÂ