Bidding Brockport adieu
Allison Kowalski
Issue date: 5/6/09 Section: Campus Talk
"Carpe diem, seize the day boys.Make your lives extraordinary," John Keating said in Dead Poet's Society. My senior English teacher showed this movie before graduation, and I have since tried to make my life extraordinary.
As I sit at my computer typing my last column, I realize I am days away from graduation. I'm about to go into the big, scary adult world, and am nervous, but excited. It is heart- wrenching knowing I won't be back in Brockport in August or in Syracuse for vacations.
I may not be going home to see family and friends, but moving to Virginia for a job as a copy editor. Knowing I won't see my family and friends as often brings tears, but my gut is telling me I will regret not moving.
I need to grow and explore life, plain and simple. What is the point of living if you don't test yourself? I may be nervous, but I know I'll come out a stronger and better person in the end. Beginnings are a fresh page, and it's time to start the next chapter in my life.
College has prepared me to get a job, but it hasn't prepared me to say goodbye. The past four years brought new experiences, laughter and good friends. I went from a quiet freshman to a confident adult. I am definitely not the same person I was entering Brockport - I don't think anyone is.
I'm bad at goodbyes. I don't want to bid farewell to my friends and roommates, all whom have become family. I said goodbye to many seniors last year, and this year, it's my turn to leave. I know it's going to be hard to keep in touch with everyone since we are going different ways, but we need to move on.
I will always keep my Brockport memories. I remember going to The Stylus recruitment meeting as a freshman. Everyone looked scary, but I went anyway. Little did I know joining The Stylus would be one of my best decisions at Brockport. It helped me grow up and realize I want to work in journalism.
I have had a love/hate relationship with this paper. When it's a Tuesday at 3 a.m., all I can think about is sleep, but when someone comments on a story or says, "Good job," I feel proud.
As I sit at my computer typing my last column, I realize I am days away from graduation. I'm about to go into the big, scary adult world, and am nervous, but excited. It is heart- wrenching knowing I won't be back in Brockport in August or in Syracuse for vacations.
I may not be going home to see family and friends, but moving to Virginia for a job as a copy editor. Knowing I won't see my family and friends as often brings tears, but my gut is telling me I will regret not moving.
I need to grow and explore life, plain and simple. What is the point of living if you don't test yourself? I may be nervous, but I know I'll come out a stronger and better person in the end. Beginnings are a fresh page, and it's time to start the next chapter in my life.
College has prepared me to get a job, but it hasn't prepared me to say goodbye. The past four years brought new experiences, laughter and good friends. I went from a quiet freshman to a confident adult. I am definitely not the same person I was entering Brockport - I don't think anyone is.
I'm bad at goodbyes. I don't want to bid farewell to my friends and roommates, all whom have become family. I said goodbye to many seniors last year, and this year, it's my turn to leave. I know it's going to be hard to keep in touch with everyone since we are going different ways, but we need to move on.
I will always keep my Brockport memories. I remember going to The Stylus recruitment meeting as a freshman. Everyone looked scary, but I went anyway. Little did I know joining The Stylus would be one of my best decisions at Brockport. It helped me grow up and realize I want to work in journalism.
I have had a love/hate relationship with this paper. When it's a Tuesday at 3 a.m., all I can think about is sleep, but when someone comments on a story or says, "Good job," I feel proud.
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