Appreciating What We Have Before It’s Gone
, please.” Those are the words that leave my lips nearly every morning before I head to school.
At first, I kept it to only two $7 drinks a week, but as I continued to entertain my coffee
consuming habits, I began to lose understanding of the true value of $7. I’ve practically finished
the first half of my senior year and the value of $10 is like air to me. As we become acclimated
to situations and lifestyles, it’s easy to get too comfortable and forget how to properly value the
aspects of our lives that go underappreciated, and as the end of senior year creeps around the
corner, I’ve realized I need to start valuing my time left here at KS.
I’ve never really realized how horrible my spending habits were until this week. After
getting into Cornell, the surge of raw happiness was soon replaced with unease as I tried to figure
out how I was going to pay $60,000. Sure, there’s scholarships, but that’s assuming I get
selected. I thought about all the coffees I’ve bought, and if I had just decided to invest in a
Keurig and make my own coffee, the hundreds of dollars worth of macchiatos could have easily
gone to my tuition. In the grand scheme of things, those $7 add up—they hold value.
This same negligence I experience with my day to day spending is comparable to my
failure to realize my days are numbered here, and my acceptance into Cornell made that
realization all the more real. Our perception of the value of money makes us think we’re better
than, less than, and everything in between, merely because of a number. We as a society have
been desensitized to the true value of money amongst other things, all because we get too
case—so we need to learn to start appreciating our last year at school while we still have the
time.
As the senior class gets ready to depart the hill within the next 6 months, it’s imperative
that we figure out how to not only save money for college by cherishing the value of money, but
learn how to properly cherish these last moments on the hill with one another. In the same way
that we become desensitized to the value of money, we become desensitized to being surrounded
by each other everyday. Kealaula Cabilao, a hopeful University of Washington admit, says, “I
spend every day in the speech room, and after this talk, it’s really hitting me that there’s only so
many days left of… well, everything.” Another senior, Justin VanHooser says, “I kind of just do
the same thing here everyday and I’ve never noticed it till now, but it’s crazy to think that in less
than a year I won’t be doing this (as in school) anymore.”
So what can we do about this? We start small: Recognize the privilege you have to fling
out, say $7 for a coffee every morning, and maybe instead decide to make a caffeinated tea at
home for virtually nothing. Day after day, dollar saved after dollar saved, treat yourself with that
macchiato you’ve missed so much, and wow, would you look at that! You actually cherish the
drink more! In the same respects, if we can start valuing the day to day conversations and
interactions we have with each even more than we do now, it will make our last days here far
more abundant. While it seems like a small effort to truly listen and pay attention to the world
around you at school, the feat is much harder than it appears. The day that a $7 coffee will start
impressing me and begin to feel refreshing once more is the day that I’ll know I’m ready to value
the important qualities of life and truly start cherishing senior year before it’s too late.
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Hi, I'm Kaylah, I've been a student at Kamehameha since 7th grade, I'm in Sinfonietta, and I am also the Public Speaking Captain of the Speech and Debate Team. This is my second year on Ka Mōʻī and I couldn't be more excited! I enjoy long walks on the beach as long it's not at the beach and the walk isn't long. I love a good cup of coffee at any time of the day, and I pride myself on being able to sleep for 18 hours straight during my non-existent free time. I've tried every sport known to mankind, but it seems like God had other plans for me. But hey, at least it brought me here to Ka Mōʻī I try to be well versed in the world of politics, and ever since my middle school research project on greenhouse gas emissions Iʻve always made an effort to be up to date on the latest Global Warming press conferences. Is this what it feels like to write a Tinder bio?