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Today, I will put on my black gown, cap and red tassle. Today, I will walk down the isle of Macky Auditorium when my name is called. Today, I will receive my diploma (or at least a book to put it in). Today, is the culmination of my college career. 

Today, I graduate. 

I am full of so many mixed emotions on this day; I’m not certain how I can even explain them. There are so many thoughts – so many memories that keep flashing through my head, just five hours shy from graduation. 

I remember… 

  • Freshman year – living in the dorm, trying to curl my hair while checking Facebook
  • The endless “bathroom talks” my girlfriends from our dorm floor used to have
  • Shower-shoes
  • My best friend’s cot that we used for visitors
  • The Sig-Ep house with the red door (and the walks of shame home Saturday mornings)
  • Burning my Telecommunications book at the end of the semester (even though I learned so much)
  • My roommate’s 18th Birthday and how I dragged her to Fascinations
  • Our Red Robin Birthday tradition
  • Mach Heroes
  • The Russians (and the lap dances that always occurred when we were with them)
  • Halloween (there’s truly nothing like a holiday where girls hardly wear clothes)
  • Theme parties
  • Best friend photo shoots
  • New Years in November
  • Foam pits
  • Dinner at the Cheesecake Factory with all the girls on my dorm floor
  • Snowed in
  • Birthday fiascos
  • The Campus Press/CU Independent parties (and long, stressful nights)
  • Angels and Devils
  • Hookah
  • Spring Break adventures
  • Country Jam (Do you like it? Do you like it!)
  • Buffalo Wild Wings (the great people I met there, and all the bullshit that went on)
  • 2 a.m. Wendy’s runs
  • CU vs. CSU (RAM THIS!)
  • Moving into my first apartment
  • Getting Izzy (she was so tiny, we had to put a bell on her so we wouldn’t lose her)
  • Pearl Street (shopping, dining and bars)
  • Kissing the buffalo on my 21st
  • Dancing at ‘Round Midnight
  • Vegas
  • Dinner parties
  • Making it four years without an 8 a.m. class!
  • Laying by the pool during summertime (even though the pool is always freezing)
  • Jumping in the pool in the middle of the night because our apartment is so hot
  • L.A.
  • The peanuts at The Walrus
  • Movie/Wine nights
  • 80’s night
  • Fourth of July fireworks at Folsom
  • Football games
  • Singing the fight song at the top of my lungs
  • CU Spirit

This list could go on forever. There are so many memories from the last four years. I’ll add to this as I think of more.

When my parents (and just about every other adult I knew in High School) told me that college was the best four years of my life, I didn’t believe them. Now that I’ve spent four years in Boulder, Colorado at CU, I believe them.

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