lifestyle, Opinion

Once a Bee

Four and a half years ago, I was nervous about starting the next chapter in my life: college.  I had never spent more than a week outside of Chicago, Illinois, and hadn’t spent more than five days away from my parents.  I was your run-of-the-mill 18-year-old who had no idea what was to come.

When it came time for my high school graduation, I remember waiting at stage right in the gym at Marist High school, and the words my eighth-grade teacher said to our class repeatedly rang in my head, “High school goes by fast; college goes by even quicker.”

At the time, I didn’t believe it. As I was handed my empty red diploma holder, I was starting to think she was right.

However, these years were not wasted.  I took full advantage of the variety of courses Ambrose has to offer, I got involved, I built relationships and I got used to being away from my hometown.

Before college, when I heard Iowa, I thought, Alex Karev, farms, and Kevin Costner.  Now when I hear Iowa I think of happiness, fond memories, and home.

As I approach the day I have worked hard for these last 17 years, I am filled with pride, excitement and even humility.

My journey hasn’t been traditional, but without it, I would not be standing where I am.  Had I not become a bee, I would be in a job that was not meant for me faking a passion for the sake of a career.

What cannot be faked are the memories that came from staying up late with friends in Rohlman Hall, mud-sliding in the Quad, or inviting ghost hunters to Davis Hall.

Tom Petty said, “You have four years to be irresponsible here, relax. Work is for people with jobs….The work never ends, but college does.”

Now, don’t throw away a degree due to partying, but experience all the freedom college has to offer.  I did, and because of it, I am ready for what the real world has to offer. Cheers.

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