In the past two weeks, I have written over 60 pages of work on everything from Shakespeare to Stoker to Hardy to Wollstonecraft. I have submitted three grad school apps, each around twenty pages long. I've taken three finals and finished a writing sample that I've been working on for over a year. These past two weeks have been the most stressful and wonderful I could have imagined, and as crazy as they were, I couldn't imagine any other end to the most ridiculous semester of my college career. I am so very thankful for the people that have ushered me through the stress-induced roller coaster I've been on, and don't know how I am so privileged to have all of the love that I do.
When I started this year, I was in such an incredibly different place in my life and a completely different mindset about everything. I was so terribly bleak about the prospective year, and I couldn't have been more wrong about where it would lead. I'm surprised lately how often I find myself wondering what my life would have been like if I'd never met the people I've come to love. If I'd never stopped by the pride tent and asked Miss Laurel Cunningham to paint my face. Or if I'd never bought soy milk and met Lynn. Or if I'd never made up with Rennifer and enjoyed her last semester to the fullest extent possible. Or if I'd never gone to the art show and met Samantha Jo and Mak F. Baby. If I'd never come to pride party and met my wonderful roommates Zachary (boyfriend) and Aurelie. I have so many incredible memories from this year, and I don't know where I'd be without any of these things.
Dinahquah, Heaven or Hell, house hunting in the summer, HMX>Kamps night, Pride Weekend, Liquid Marijuana shots, Tuesday Boozedays, Blacklight, Snowpants or No Pants, March 11th, and Chicago Trip #3 have been some of the very best moments of my life. I know this is super sentimental and such, but seriously, you guys have made me who I am.
This moment is the culmination of so many things for me, and I'm ever so grateful for enjoying it.
