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"Don't Cry Because it's Over; Smile Because it Happened." -Dr. Seuss

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I kept this Dr. Seuss quote close when leaving Harlaxton, my study abroad home in England, and I called upon it again these past weeks as I experienced many “lasts” before graduation, as I walked across the stage to receive my diploma case and moved my tassel from right to left, and as I said goodbye to many college friends.

I Don't Wanna Go

I'm not sure what it says about me that I'm going to go ahead and use a Doctor Who quote for my final blog post title, but it seemed fitting, because it's true. I have had a wonderful four years here at UE, and I'm not quite sure that I'm ready to go. 

But in spite of that, there are only 11 days until graduation. Yesterday was the last day of classes, and whether I like it or not, I've got a very limited amount of time left in which I get to call myself an undergraduate.

I could list a thousand reasons why I'd love to stay here at UE and just pretend I'm still allowed to take classes and see how long it took anyone to notice. But instead of doing that (because, after all, it'd be giving away my master plan), I think I'll just say a fond farewell to the university that has been my home for the past four years. 

I'm not sure I've fully quite accepted it yet that I'll be leaving, but I'm definitely taking a lot of new experiences and knowledge with me when I go. Before I came here, I'd scarcely left my small town in Ohio. The furthest away I'd been was Florida, and that was only for a few days. Now, I can say I've gone abroad for four months. I've lived in another country. I've gotten on a plane, gone to a conference in Seattle, and "networked" with a ton of other writers.

I've drafted lesson plans, taught creative writing, been a writing center mentor, and had so many little experiences that I hope I will remember always, from the first moment when I stepped out of my mom's car to look at that tree I posted about, to the unfortunate moment that I still refuse to accept where I have to get in my car and drive away, becoming that strange thing they call an alum.  

So, before I tear up, I'm just going to say it--goodbye UE! I will miss you but I think and know that almost everything I've done here has prepared me for whatever's waiting out there in the real world. So I pass the baton to the next set of bloggers and can't wait to read all about your experiences here (if I can bear the jealousy).  

These Things I Have Learned


I can’t believe it’s nearly the end of my senior year! I know it’s all cliché and stuff, but the time really has gone so fast. Endings always make me nostalgic, so I set to thinking about what it is that I’ve actually learned these past four years. There have been so many amazing experiences, fantastic teachers and, yes, a mishap or two along the way, and to distill it down into a neat list is almost impossible. Yet there are a few things I think are most important that I’d like to share.

The Internship


Drum roll please . . . I have an internship!  You might be thinking, college students get internships all the time, during the semester, in the summer . . .your internship isn’t big news.

An Ode to My Sweatshirts (5 Things About College I'm Going To Miss)


This morning I got up, took one look at the temperature on my weather app, and immediately decided that any day where it started at 5 degrees was a day for wearing a sweatshirt, thick leggings, and a pair of fuzzy boots to class. Forget about fashion; when it drops below 40, it's all about staying warm.

But that got me thinking about the fact that some day (some day soon, perhaps) I'm going to be a real adult. With a real job. A real job that most likely won't like me just showing up in a sweatshirt, regardless of how many "I'm more productive when I'm comfy" arguments I make.

Along this topic, I bring you the 5 things about being in college that I'm really going to miss.

1) Sweatshirts To Class

You Know You're a Senior When...


1.  People ask you your future plans at least once a day.

Senioritis? Nope, I'm Just In Denial


So, we're all back from winter break, and I am definitely, definitely not graduating in May. These are not the last undergraduate classes I'll ever get to take, or the last time I'll ever get to see my professors and many of my friends. I haven't bought books for the last time, haven't thought about my senior projects and how I actually have to finish those now. There is absolutely no way that I'm leaving.

As much as I try to deny it, though, graduation and my imminent departure from UE is something that keeps creeping into my mind day by day. With the first week of classes down, I had the thought that it was my last time getting new syllabuses (syllabi?) for undergraduate classes. And then I decided not to think about that, because everyone knows the most exciting part of starting new classes is that first day when you learn you'll be doing that semester (that's not just me, right?).

The thing is, as much as some people are very ready to start the next leg of their journey, I'm not in a hurry. To quote what I'm sure is a terrible movie, "There's just so much learning to do!" (as I'm sure we're all aware, that's from Sydney White). I have enjoyed my time here, despite all the inevitable ups and downs that my life has taken in between the classes and the readings and the internships. I've taken some great classes, met some wonderful people, and spent a lot of time reading. Like, a lot of time.

This semester's classes are shaking out to be a lot of work, but also a lot of fun. I mean, how could a semester that includes a women's studies course devoted to Jane Austen not be fun? With three lit courses, I'm going to have to spend most of my days curled up with my Jane Austen (such an imposition, really), English novels, and Norse mythology. And let's not forget that I have to start writing a novel of my own for senior seminar...

You know, maybe with all the work and learning still to be done, I'm not going to have to try very hard to not notice how many lasts are passing me by. I'm going to be much too busy. And I'll love (almost) every minute of it.

The Beginning of the End


Today was my last first day of school at UE. It was weird. 

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