Anyway, I realized while getting all my junk out of this dorm, that this will be the last time I have to do it. This is the last time I have to move from the dorms to my mom's house (and vice versa) because I am graduating in two days. I will no longer live on campus! And strange as it sounds, I'll miss it!
I've moved a lot in my life. Let's see, we lived in Odessa until I was five or six...then Gladstone for two years, Kansas City for two years, and Liberty for three years...nah, my math is off, cuz Mom got remarried when I was fifteen and we moved to Dearborn, and we've been there ever since. Or rather, I've been back and forth between there and St. Joe for school.
Point being - it's the longest I've ever lived in one place. Some days I get tired of it, I want to go somewhere else. Maybe that's where I get my dreams of travel from. But still, it's been my home a long time and I hate to leave. I have lots of friends here at school! Some are graduating with me, others are staying another year or two.
So I guess the reason I'm writing this post is to say thank you to all my teachers and classmates for making college such a great and memorable experience.
Thank you Dr. Church for genuinely believing I have talent, and pushing me to show it.
Thank you Dr. Siebler for teaching me that we don't all have to agree, but we should never compromise our beliefs.
Thank you Drs. Thorn and Rosenauer for showing me what I want most in my career and teaching me how to do it well.
Thank you Bob Bergland for helping me plan step-by-step my college career.
Thank you TR for making learning more fun than any teacher I've ever had.
Thank you Dr. Fulton for taking me on one of the greatest trips of my life, and awakening my eternal wanderlust.
Thank you all my other teachers and fellow classmates for sticking with me through all of the craziness, happiness, sadness, stress, relief, boredom, and fun!
And to my best friends (you know who you are) and family thanks for knowing I could do this and telling me every chance you got; thanks for being there when I needed you, whether I wanted help or not; we're all gonna go on to do great things, and I know it'll be a blast!
I think that's it. And that's definitely enough sentimentality for one morning, so I'm off to load up my fridge and TV and head home for the final time. Goodbye, Missouri Western! Thanks for the memories!