I am finished with classes for awhile folks. My last presentation was Tuesday and last two exams were today. I am celebrating my graduation with my family and friends in the park on Friday, but for now, Cinco de Mayo will be a good reason to beber tequila y cervesa con mis amigos en una fiesta. That is how much I remember of my three years of Spanish from high school. That, vaya con Dios, and ¿Dónde está el baño?. Three most important phrases as far as I can tell. Might have to be #14 on the bucket list to improve mi espanol.
Anyways, the internship is still going on, so technically I won't be a true graduate. Once I complete the required 400 hours and write up the seven page paper at the end, then I can call myself an alumnus of Iowa State University's Greenlee School of Journalism & Mass Communication.
Holy crap, I'll be an alum. Just realized that the perks of being a college student are vanishing. Ehh, here comes a list of things that I'll have to deal with now.
I'll have to pay extra to see Cyclone football and basketball games unless I hijack tickets from my little sister who will be my replacement here. Being as obsessed with the Cyclones as I am will probably get jokes from many people, especially bandwagon fans (cough cough), I mean anyone who cheers for a team that goes to bowl games or March Madness every year. Never mind, that has happened my entire life so nothing new about that. I'm still SO PROUD, LISTEN TO ME, SO PROUD to be a Cyclone. Sorry, had to let my inner Coach Rhoads out for a bit. You know what they say, loyal sons forever true.
I'm going to get those annoying phone calls from the ISU Foundation begging me for $500 (hell no), $250 (no, but I too lived in Larch), $150 (no, I was Journalism major), $100 (this is getting old, no), or $50 (you're damn persistent, I'll give you $25) donations. I know those rates (or something close to that) and conversation because I worked there spring semester freshman year.
In a couple of years, when I have time to visit for Veishea, Homecoming, or meet up with college friends, I'll get dirty looks at the Welch Ave bars for being "old". At least I'll be a man in uniform, the ladies will love it. Just kidding to mi familia (but really, unintended benefits like this are few and far between).
Amazing how quickly life changes. I'll go from a student to an alum plus the title of U.S. Army Officer in a year. Please remind me to slow down, smell the roses, enjoy life, carpe diem, whatever. I get caught up in things and forget to enjoy the experience. I've got about six months of life to enjoy before Army training takes over an insane amount of my time. Might as well enjoy and remember it (responsibly, I'm not an idiot) because I won't get to redo this period of my life.
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