Don't get me wrong, I've been so excited about this since last spring when I offically was a senior and therefore permitted to have senioritis (although technically it should have been my second semester as a junior)(that's over achieving at work, folks) but now that it's actually my time...wow...it seems almost surreal.
The past month has just been incredible, though. A few weeks ago I spent the weekend with Julie in Long Island, which I needed so badly. The weekend after that Aaron came down for a few days and even helped work the Red Cross Telethon (my last telethon!) and we had a really great weekend together that was desperately needed.
Last week was probably my favorite, though. It was the last week of classes and all of the awards ceremonies, which ironically really sucked compared to the ones in the past, but it's besides the point. That Monday after the Communication Dept awards a few profs and a few of my friends and I went out to Floods and drank with our professors, which is always interesting but a good time.
Thursday I did something so out of character for me, it was kind of scary. I skipped my first class of my college career. Sure, I've missed classes for track meets and conventions, but I had never just skipped a class for the hell of it, which is exactly what I did on Thursday. That night was Media Fair, and afterwards I went out for wings with my MCOM boys and then hit up Front Row for my first Beat The Clock night, which was funded by one of our MCOM profs. Despite the fact that I had a few glasses of beer spilled on me by the end (by other people, thank you very much) it felt really good to just go out and be a "college kid"
Let's face it, if you're reading this journal, you're aware of what an anal-retentive, overachieving, work-obsessed person I am. I've never been your traditional college student, going out, getting wasted and skipping class. But last week was really fun and while there was no way I could have pulled off four years of that and still be graduating summa cum laude with a double major in honors in only 4 years plus a summer internship. I also know I would not have had the energy or desire to live like that for four years, but just to dabble in it and let loose a little and, god forbid, have fun...I needed it. It was like an awesome payoff for all the hard week. I think I appreciated it more knowing that it was more a celebration that busting my ass for so long and so hard had all paid off.
Yesterday, seis de mayo was one of my favorite days. I turned in my LAST college paper ever (at least undergrad because you never know) and then about half of my senior sem class went out to Rudy's around noon. We spent a few hours there, just talking and exchanging our plans for the future and just enjoy the fact that we were done. Later that night I met up with my MCOM boys for one last night of wings at Teddys and then we went back over to Front Row for another night of beat the clock. I ended up getting one of my really bad sinus headaches, so I only ended up having a beer and a half, but I ran into so many people that I haven't seen in a while that I ended up staying out till about 1AM, despite feeling like shit, because I felt like it was one of the last times I would have to see all of my friends from the past 4 years all in one place. I was probably the only sober one in the house, but I didn't care.
Towards the end of the night, my friend Mike was getting nostalgic and was saying how he was only here for two years and was a commuter student, but that he had so much fun and it felt like the good times were ending too fast and it seemed like they had really only started. And while Mike is oftentimes in his own world, these comments made sense. It has felt like I really did just start having fun at college. Going out, spending time with my friends and taking advantage of 15 cent wings. But like I said before, I never could have done it for four years, but it is sad to think that all the fun is ending so soon...
Thank god for MCOM practicum this summer! A once a month excuse to come back and see my friends and hopefully hit up some wings...
But really, I'm ready to be done. And if you don't believe me, just watch me around campus, trying to surpress the smiles of excitement so I don't look like a psychopath grinning like an idiot.
Meg Drobniak
East Stroudsburg University 2004
BA in Communication Studies
BS in Media Communication & Technology
Summa Cum Laude
Honors Program
National Communication Honor Society
Not too shabby!