"It all seemed so very arbitrary...No matter how you get there or where you end up, human beings have this miraculous gift to make that place a home"- Creed Bratton, The Office finale.
Who knew a stupid show about a paper company would be able to sum up the most incredible four years of my life--yet it did, flawlessly.
The Office, the show that single handily defined my senior year (watching the entire series with all my roomies snuggled up on our love seat), is more than just a show. It's only fitting that the final episode made me spew waterworks in an absolutely disgusting way. This happened last night, when my last remaining roommate convinced me that watching the finale was a good idea- in honor of her last night in Iowa City. Well, it was full of fabulous quotes about how life changes when you meet the right people and immerse yourself into your environment...que the post-grad feels and tears.
It seems impossible that four years ago I was leaving high school with a heavy heart, unsure about my next adventure at college. I was convinced that life after high school couldn't beat the West High hallways or the summer baseball games--the funny part is, college became so much more than I could have ever expected (kids- never think that high school is where you peak, you are so wrong).
In the four glorious years I was able to U-Bill my way through the University of Iowa, I thrived. I became aware of my surroundings, the world, myself, and my future. Every year I spent wandering around the Pentacrest, stumbling through the Ped-Mall, and waltzing through Adler Journalism building I slowly but surely became more confident with every step (or tumble) because I knew that every day was a learning experience that I would never get again. All the nights the turned into mornings, with the friends that turned into family- have made me who I am today. Every human that entered and exited my life in the last four years have impacted me so heavily, it's nearly impossible to put into words.
Freshman year I found a home on Slater 7, which seemed impossible because I was convinced I should have just stayed in High School. But, 7th floor Slater provided me with some of the most compassionate and heartwarming people that without doubt made a foreign place feel like home. Cheers to you guys, for turning a tragic start into a fairytale ending.
Sophomore year I moved into the historic 728, the beautiful Kappa Kappa Gamma. I never would have guessed that I would have ended up in a sorority, yet it was one of the best decisions I have ever made. I knew I was where I was suppose to be the second I stepped foot into that beautiful, glorious, dysfunctional home. These girls have guided me and built me up, but most of all...they've become my family. Cheers to you all for the memories, the laughs, and for soaking up my tears (and eating a gross amount of Will's Friday morning brunch with me).
Junior year I took an unforgettable jump and moved to Ireland with a few idiots for an entire semester. At times, the distance from home was tougher than ever expected, but I would catch a flight in a half of a heart-beat if it would take me back to the Emerald Isle. In 5 months I was taught so much about life, myself, and the beautiful necessity of wanderlust adventuring. Cheers to the the idiots that kept me alive, and the people of Ireland for the never empty pint.
Senior year came in the blink of an eye, and before I was ready to accept it- it came to a close. Senior year lead me to working in my favorite bar in Iowa City (Shout out to you, Donnelly's, you beautiful SOB), and to living with 4 gals I barely knew. It didn't take long from them to quickly surpass "just roommates" to crying inconsolably as they left Apt. 3 forever. I can never ever express my love for you gals, and your families for all the memories. Senior year not only brought me incredible roommates, but it also brought me to Dance Marathon Morale, and 53 of the most incredible, selfless, amazing humans who cared enough about beating childhood cancer to raise over $2 million FTK. And to you Clayton, for somehow enjoying my presence- you never ceases to make my day. Cheers to the roomies, their families, and to Dance Marathon for rounding out my college career on the best high possible.
Most importantly, throughout every year, I've never gone a day without thanking my parents for their constant support, encouragement, and financial contribution as I successfully fulfilled my dreams with a double major in Journalism and Sports Studies. I literally could not have done it without you two, and I will never be able to repay you for the memories, the love, (and the monies- sorry for all the U-Bill charges at the Rec I never actually worked out at). I'll probably see you guys at Donnelly's tonight for a real cheers.
And I could never forget the Wolf-Pack I've claimed since Kindergarten, the girls who literally have been with me since Weber Elementary, (and the few I picked up along the way). The girls who know my deepest and most disgusting parts of my being, yet still love me anyway. I would ABSOLUTELY not be the person I am today without your impact. You're all so smart, savvy, beautiful, talented and down-right hot. How the hell you tolerate me, I'll never know- but I'm so glad you do. Cheers to the past, and cheers to our futures.
In the blink of an eye, I walked into room 714 Slater Hall, with my random roommate (I love you Hannah) and seemingly simultaneously walked across the stage in Carver Hawkeye arena in a hideously hot cap and gown. Thank you Iowa, for one truly incredible journey.
"I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them"- Andy Bernard, The Office finale.
Who knew a stupid show about a paper company would be able to sum up the most incredible four years of my life--yet it did, flawlessly.
The Office, the show that single handily defined my senior year (watching the entire series with all my roomies snuggled up on our love seat), is more than just a show. It's only fitting that the final episode made me spew waterworks in an absolutely disgusting way. This happened last night, when my last remaining roommate convinced me that watching the finale was a good idea- in honor of her last night in Iowa City. Well, it was full of fabulous quotes about how life changes when you meet the right people and immerse yourself into your environment...que the post-grad feels and tears.
It seems impossible that four years ago I was leaving high school with a heavy heart, unsure about my next adventure at college. I was convinced that life after high school couldn't beat the West High hallways or the summer baseball games--the funny part is, college became so much more than I could have ever expected (kids- never think that high school is where you peak, you are so wrong).
In the four glorious years I was able to U-Bill my way through the University of Iowa, I thrived. I became aware of my surroundings, the world, myself, and my future. Every year I spent wandering around the Pentacrest, stumbling through the Ped-Mall, and waltzing through Adler Journalism building I slowly but surely became more confident with every step (or tumble) because I knew that every day was a learning experience that I would never get again. All the nights the turned into mornings, with the friends that turned into family- have made me who I am today. Every human that entered and exited my life in the last four years have impacted me so heavily, it's nearly impossible to put into words.
Freshman year I found a home on Slater 7, which seemed impossible because I was convinced I should have just stayed in High School. But, 7th floor Slater provided me with some of the most compassionate and heartwarming people that without doubt made a foreign place feel like home. Cheers to you guys, for turning a tragic start into a fairytale ending.
Sophomore year I moved into the historic 728, the beautiful Kappa Kappa Gamma. I never would have guessed that I would have ended up in a sorority, yet it was one of the best decisions I have ever made. I knew I was where I was suppose to be the second I stepped foot into that beautiful, glorious, dysfunctional home. These girls have guided me and built me up, but most of all...they've become my family. Cheers to you all for the memories, the laughs, and for soaking up my tears (and eating a gross amount of Will's Friday morning brunch with me).
Junior year I took an unforgettable jump and moved to Ireland with a few idiots for an entire semester. At times, the distance from home was tougher than ever expected, but I would catch a flight in a half of a heart-beat if it would take me back to the Emerald Isle. In 5 months I was taught so much about life, myself, and the beautiful necessity of wanderlust adventuring. Cheers to the the idiots that kept me alive, and the people of Ireland for the never empty pint.
Senior year came in the blink of an eye, and before I was ready to accept it- it came to a close. Senior year lead me to working in my favorite bar in Iowa City (Shout out to you, Donnelly's, you beautiful SOB), and to living with 4 gals I barely knew. It didn't take long from them to quickly surpass "just roommates" to crying inconsolably as they left Apt. 3 forever. I can never ever express my love for you gals, and your families for all the memories. Senior year not only brought me incredible roommates, but it also brought me to Dance Marathon Morale, and 53 of the most incredible, selfless, amazing humans who cared enough about beating childhood cancer to raise over $2 million FTK. And to you Clayton, for somehow enjoying my presence- you never ceases to make my day. Cheers to the roomies, their families, and to Dance Marathon for rounding out my college career on the best high possible.
Most importantly, throughout every year, I've never gone a day without thanking my parents for their constant support, encouragement, and financial contribution as I successfully fulfilled my dreams with a double major in Journalism and Sports Studies. I literally could not have done it without you two, and I will never be able to repay you for the memories, the love, (and the monies- sorry for all the U-Bill charges at the Rec I never actually worked out at). I'll probably see you guys at Donnelly's tonight for a real cheers.
And I could never forget the Wolf-Pack I've claimed since Kindergarten, the girls who literally have been with me since Weber Elementary, (and the few I picked up along the way). The girls who know my deepest and most disgusting parts of my being, yet still love me anyway. I would ABSOLUTELY not be the person I am today without your impact. You're all so smart, savvy, beautiful, talented and down-right hot. How the hell you tolerate me, I'll never know- but I'm so glad you do. Cheers to the past, and cheers to our futures.
In the blink of an eye, I walked into room 714 Slater Hall, with my random roommate (I love you Hannah) and seemingly simultaneously walked across the stage in Carver Hawkeye arena in a hideously hot cap and gown. Thank you Iowa, for one truly incredible journey.
"I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them"- Andy Bernard, The Office finale.
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