I'm going to be a big kid! Things are winding up for the big shebang on April 9th and 10th. I will be officially gradumacated on April 10th which is a Friday. This semester has been pretty intense and the teachers are piling on the end-of-the-semester projects.
I just want to take a moment to thank everyone who has helped me get where I am. (This feels like a speech at some award show...bear with me) First I'd like to thank my parents for being so supportive. They are pretty much the-bomb.com. It has been a long road to get to this point, and there were moments I didn't think I'd make it through. But my parents have always been motivators.
And Kater and Rico. After Britt passed away, Kate still managed to graduate from nursing school. That is always a bright and shining example to me, and I've always kept that in my mind when school gets tough.
Mikey for being a great friend in high and low times and through thick and thin. You're amazing.
Matt Mellor, you are always the voice of reason when I'm freaking out. Thank you for putting up with my randomosity and my OCD ways.
Now I'm just going to list a bunch of things and people who/which have helped me.
My iPod: couldn't do it without it. In fact, I'm listening to it right now. It's helped me keep my sanity and pass hours in front of the computer working on projects.
Frozen burritos: Mmm...with cheese and ranch...
Bambino's: Gotta love 'em. If you've never experienced a Bambino from Rigby, then you are missing out and I pity you.
Monday night lineup: The Closer, Medium, Saving Grace. Yeah.
Country dancing: Gotta put that on here because of that one semester I went EVERY week until I got so sick of country music that I can barely stomach it now.
Girls: Not a specific one. Girls, in general, were sometimes the only reason I'd go to class.
My teachers: The Super Three especially...Sister Elaine Hawker, Sister Andra Hansen, and Sister Ellen Pearson. These three women were elemental in helping me choose my path and understand my potential to be a great writer. I'll never forget my long talks with Sisters Hansen and Pearson and Sister Hawker's quirky teaching methods. Also, Brother Allen who taught me how to read American literature.
Wal-Mart: Sadly whenever I will think of my college career, my mind will most assuredly conjure up my time spent at Wal-Mart. It was hell, but I loved parts of it. I got good at my job, and that gave me confidence.
Deseret Book: On the same note...I love working at Deseret Book though. It's pretty much the coolest job.
Sue/Susan/Nancy: The three ladies that I get the honor of working with at Deseret Book. I am blessed to have 3 more grandmas to talk to and learn from.
My family: All my extended family has been very supportive. It's been great, too, to get in touch with Kara again.
Movies: Good movies are always welcome.
Drives: I would go on rides all by myself up through the dry farms during the summer. I loved it. It's so beautiful. This was something I'd do to keep my sanity.
Phoebe: My car which has been reliable *knock on wood* and fast.
Bishopric: Bishop Radford and his counselors, Brother Brower and Brother Landon, have been amazing examples of strong priesthood holders. They have always been supportive and trustworthy.
Ward activities: Sometimes they were lame, but the good ones were always good.
Georgetown #1 Fall 2007: You know who you are. I cherish that semester simply for the bonds I made with my roommates. They were all amazing people, and we got along so great which is something I have yet to see replicated.
If you've made it this far, Congratulations and I'm impressed. I wasn't planning on writing a novel for this post. Oh well.
There are definitely things I've forgotten. I just wanted to express some gratitude and reflect on my education.
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