Bio grads!
I was thinking recently about that saying about the closing of a chapter. I can't say for sure if i like that anecdote or not but it keeps popping into my head. It's a bit distressing because i remeember when i was getting ready to hit the dusty road to Harrisonburg (the dusty road being 81... which does not sit too fondly in my memory since too close encounter between my sonata and a massive buck). Anyway, I was distressed about leaving the comforts my little house on the lake but people kept telling me that college was the greatest time of their lives. Now it's 4 years later and i'm back in my old bed room reading an old book with my killer cat looking deceiptfully innocent on top of my legs. It's really strange how quickly things are falling back to the way they were before I ever left. It's an interesting perspective to see how things can be so constant at home while my life's been a whirwind since starting college. I've packed up and relocated my life a grand total of 6 times in 4 years and I don't think i'd mind starting over and doing in all again. It's impossible to say what made the biggest impact becaue everything's so connected. Despite all my complaints about the classes and labs, I absolutely loved being a bio major; couldn't imagine doing anything else (nerd alert!!) I think 'm most grateful for the friendships I've made. From my start in the projects to my final days in a castle, I've come across a lot of people that I know will always be a big part of my life. I guess i'd say it's a bittersweet time right now. The things that I had to leave behind are constantly on my mind, and it makes me sad that it none of it can be the same again. At the same time, I'm really because I refuse to believe that the best time of my life is in the past. I hope to always believe that my best times lie waiting in the future.
Canoeing A-team
