As some of you know, I am wrapping up my 4 years of my undergraduate. A lot has happened and I feel like I have grown from these experiences. People often ask me about highlights I have had over my university career. But since I am now doing a masters in popular culture, I figured I would wrap up my undergrad in the only way I know how… a list.
The paper that I lost. Yes, this happened two days ago and it is going to top my list as one of the worst experiences I have had in university. I had a paper due at midnight and lost the unsaved paper at 10 o’clock pm. while weeping I started re-writing my 40% term paper.
Locked out of my apartment. This has happened not once, but twice over my 4 years. The first time was in my first year when I was in my pj’s, I was forced to walk campus to go get another key to get back in. The second was for three days when my roommate came up to the house, dropped things off, left and locked the door (with my keys inside). Blessed that I could force my friend to let me stay at their place. (I mean, he gave me food poisoning, projectile vomited at our favorite restaurant and basically died.)
Losing friends. I won’t lie, or sugar coat this one. You assume that the friends you make in first year are the friends you will keep forever, but that is not always the case. I made amazing friends in first year that although struggling to keep, I still lost. But you know what they say, if you love something let it go.
My daily naps. Sure it may seem as though I have reverted back to kindergarten, but nothing keeps me more sane than my afternoon siesta.
Tearful goodbyes. I told myself I wouldn’t include my travels, because I always talk about them. But to be 100% honest, it was one of the best experiences of my life and influential to my last year of university. Although I have had to say goodbye to many amazing people, I know it is not goodbye, but until next time.
The semester I took 6 courses. Probably one of the worst decisions of my life, I had no time for anything but school work and how is someone who only wants to watch Netflix expected to be at school all the time.
The nights I don’t remember. This is not me saying I am sloppy, but that there are nights that I genuinely had so much fun that all I can remember are the hours spent on the dance floor with amazing people.
Honestly, my four years of higher education were pretty tame. Barely making deadlines, staying home on Friday nights, and being a true master of none. I am glad to say I’ll be pursing two more years in the crazy whirlwind they call graduate studies, and hopefully with that I will have many new adventures with new challenges. Stay tuned kids, the ride has only just begun.