May 07, 2010
The Last One
293 blog entries ago, I left Memphis, TN for a small college in the middle of a corn field. I had no idea what to expect; I had no idea if I would make friends or succeed in class. Over the course of my tenure here, I can honestly say I love this place, and it saddens me deeply that I have to leave. Whenever I was away from campus, I was counting the days until my return. I would miss everything about this place: my pledgebrothers, professors, etc. Now, I'm preparing to leave for good. To be honest, I feel like I have taken advantage of everything that Wabash had to offer me. I got to study abroad; I have great relationships with my professors; I made some friends for life; I got to join a fraternity; I got to join the Sphinx Club; I got to present my research at multiple conferences; I got to see Wabash win the Bell (twice!); I got to do everything I wanted. Deep down, I feel like its time to move on. I'm ready to close this chapter of my life and begin another (Grad School).
Today was hard because a lot of guys were moving out of the house. I'm not sure when I will see some of them again. But, it sucks because I had to watch them go. There were no emotional goodbyes today. Everyone was happy and excited for summer. They all wished me the best and told me I'm welcome back whenever I get ready.
There are so many people that have touched my life while I've been here. I dont know how to say goodbye to them. They have made these past four years the best times of my life. I just wish the clocks would stop.
As I close my final blog post, I want to thank the readers who have taken this journey with me. It means a lot whenever I get comments on my blogs or graduation cards in the mail (Thank you so much Karen McCarthy!). I'm glad I was able to share my time at Wabash with you. There have been some wonderful moments, some crappy moments, and some (extremely) funny moments.
If you're a student in high school and considering Wabash, I can honestly say I have no regrets from choosing to come here. My only regret is that it feels like this year flew by too quickly.
Commencement is in a week, and I'm trying to savor every moment I have left at Wabash.
Until next time.
Daniel L. King '10
May 06, 2010
The Last Supper
Today was my last dinner at Beta Theta Pi. For four years, I've been taking my meals here. Our cook made dinner for me one last time.
It's funny. Growing up, my family never really sat around the table for dinner. Whenever I had to do it, I was always a little uncomfortable. I was never able to master the art of dinner conversation. Well, that anxiety came to a screeching halt when I was a pledge. All my meals were with at least 40 guys. At first, I was really concerned about the "rules" of dinner conversation. Do you talk while you eat? Do you talk about school? Do you try to make jokes? It was all new territory for me, especially because I was having dinner with my peers and not my elders. I guess it was by October that meal times were my favorite times of day. You'd be surprised at how much you can learn around the dinner table, especially about the human body from other 20 year olds (Thanks Joe Merkley). As well, we would talk school politics, issues of race, upcoming parties, annoying girlfriends, what might have happened last night (because nobody really remembers), complaints about professors, complaints about schoolwork, complaints about Wabash, the Bell Game, going to the Cactus, what might have happened at the Cactus (because nobody really remembers), dumb internet videos (Dramatic Looking Gopher), jokes about each other, jokes about each others' girlfriends, jokes about alumni, discussions of Miley Cyrus, discussions of plans for the summer, complaints of football camp (during the Creighton era), adventures at Wal-Mart, upcoming Colts games, the Super Bowl, how much finals suck, Facebook and the hot girl that just friend requested you, IM sports, Townies, Kyle Grand's love life (or the lack there of), and Friday afternoon dance parties (yes, its exactly what it sounds like).
If you toss 60 guys in the room for lunch/dinner, that's what you get... and a lot more. I'm going to miss meal times so much. They really were the best part of my day.
May 03, 2010
End of the Road
This week will be my last week blogging. What an adventure these last four years have been!!!
I dont usually read my old works, but I've been really sentimental lately. I've been going through my old blogs. I am so lucky to have my entire Wabash experience documented. Its all right here before my eyes. In the haze and confusion of senior year, I'd forgotten the drama of pledgeship; I'd forgotten that I got hypnotized my freshmen year; I'd forgotten how horrible Formal was my first year; I'd forgotten about The Revolution; I'd forgotten how I hated the party scene first semester my sophomore year; I'd forgotten how I felt when I landed in Rome for the first time; I'd forgotten the struggles of Rhyneship.
How do you make these final two weeks last? How do you make the most out these memories? No matter how much you want time to slow down, it doesn't. I'm going to have to leave Wabash soon. This place is my home. I have to leave all my friends. They're my family. How are we suppose to say goodbye? How do you properly cap off four solid years together?
April 30, 2010
One of those things...
One of those things that I'm going to miss about Wabash the most is my relationship with my professors. During my four years here, I have developed some close personal relationships. For instance, two nights ago, my French professor from freshmen year invited me to dinner. We went to Lafayette to a French Bistro. We talked about everything from my grad school plans to the current state of Wabash to funny memories at Wabash. Another example is last night. The psychology faculty invited all the seniors out to a beer tasting. We sat around for three hours tasting beer, learning magic tricks, and laughing at funny memories. Even more, I can walk across the mall and have a conversation with almost any professor or faculty member. I really value that. I probably spend more time talking with professors outside of class than I actually do while I'm sitting in class. Even when I'm not in class, I'm learning from them. And they honestly take an active interest in my life.
Thanks to Dr. Horton, Dr. Cook, Dr. Salisbury, Dr. Lake, Dr. Timmerman, Dr. J Abbott, Dr. Bost, Dr. Baer, Dr. Blix, Dr. Hoerl, Dr. Byun, Dr. Stokes, Dr. Taylor, Dr. Brouwer, Dr. Olofson, Dr. Gunther, Dr. Schmitzer-Torbert, Dr. Benedicks, Jim Amidon, Cip Timmons, Howard Hewitt, LaToshia Everson, Laura Frye, Sherry Ross and everyone else I cant remember off the top of my head! Its meant a lot.
Last night was Awards Chapel, and I got 2 honors. The first was the Distinguished Senior in Psychology award. It's given out to only one senior psych major a year. They've given out this award for the past 23 years, and I am the 24th recipient. The award is meant to recognize an outstanding student's accomplishments in scholarship, research, and service. Even more, when Dr. Bost presented the award to me, he said I was the hardest working student he had ever had. What an honor! I felt deeply honored by his kind words; Dr. Bost doesn't say things he doesn't mean. This was really a highlight of my year.
Next, I was elected to join Phi Beta Kappa. Phi Beta Kappa, the nation's oldest academic honor society, celebrates and advocates excellence in the liberal arts and sciences. Its campus chapters invite for induction the most outstanding arts and sciences students at America’s leading colleges and universities. The Society sponsors activities to advance these studies — the humanities, the social sciences, and the natural sciences — in higher education and in society at large. This is a huge honor! Phi Beta Kappa has been one of my secret goals since freshmen year. I've always wanted to be a member. I think they only elect people in the top 1/8 of their graduating class. This is so cool.
I'm glad my work paid off.
April 22, 2010
Plans for the Fall
So, I've decided to accept an offer at the University of Houston. I'm going to join their Master's program. Ideally, I would have loved to join a PhD program, but I didn't get admitted this time around. When I got my rejection letters, I was pretty bummed out because I put so much effort into getting into grad school. Now, I'm realizing this Master's program is a good opportunity. I can still re-apply to PhD programs in the fall, and if I don't get in again (heaven forbid), I would be well on my way to getting a Master's degree. Its important to me to get into a PhD program because I want to research. At the Master's level, I feel like my opportunities to research might be limited, but at the PhD level, I would be directly involved in a lab. That's my dream, and I'm not going to give up on it.
This whole grad school ordeal has opened my eyes. Things wont always go to plan. You can prepare and study and submit your applications early, but sometimes thats not enough. Sometimes you just fall short of your goal. But I also believe that these things work out. For those who are talented and motivated, doors open when you least expect them. Things just have a way of falling into place, and it usually works in your favor. So, I didn't get into a PhD program this time. Now I have the opportunity to move to Texas. You never know whats down there... hopefully a future wife.
My Final Chapel
Chapel talk is a Wabash tradition that I hold dear to my heart. Its a time when our community can come together and learn from one another. Each week, we have a Chapel speaker who delivers a talk for about 30 minutes. To speak at Chapel really is an honor. Professors stand before their collegues and students. Sometimes Chapel speakers want reflect about traditions at Wabash; sometimes they want to persuade us to take action; sometimes they want to inform us about new policies; and sometimes they want to chastise us. Sitting in Chapel is always a pleasure for me because I get to listen to our campus's great thinkers share their thoughts and opinions on the state of Wabash College.
Today, Dr. David Blix delivered the Chapel address. Blix is an alum, and he is at Chapel every week supporting this great tradition. This morning, Dr. Blix reflected on memories of his father. Of the Chapel speeches I've heard Blix give before, this one was definitely more personal. Usually, in his very humorous manner, Blix retells stories of the days he was a student at Wabash. However, today he took a different route. He discussed his childhood and his relationship with his father. Today, he painted his own self-portrait for the campus to behold.
Of all the things I do at Wabash, I'm going to miss Chapel so much. I cant believe today was my last one. Chapel hour is sacred to me. I hate to think that I have to give it up and move on from Wabash. However, I'm glad to say that my final Chapel was with Dr. Blix. He always good, and he always leaves me with something to think about.