I Guess French Wasn't So Bad After All...
Well, the end of the year has arrived... All my classes are finished and I will take my last final Wednesday. Once I finish testing, I plan to PARTAY! I may take a trip to DePauw Wednesday night... enough said right. This weekend is the Kentucky Durby... so I will be in Louisville all weekend. And, I cannot forget that the new Spiderman movie comes out Friday ...It's gonna be so awesome. And come next monday, I will be starting my internship.
However, I want to take this time not say how excited I am for summer, but I wish to reflect upon my Freshman year. I remember when my mom dropped me off on the first day. I was so excited. I was finally on my own and able to do my own thing. But as time went on, I realized I was not on my on at all. I had 17 other knuckleheads tagging along right behind me... I'm referring to my pledge class of course.
During pledgeship, I hardly had any free time. I was always with them. I had to eat with them, go to class with them, study with them, sleep with them, etc. I saw them from dawn to dusk, but what bothered me was that I had to announce where and what I was doing to them each time I made a move. Where was my autonomy? I thought I was suppose to be independent....I thought I was grown! But every time I made a move I had to report to one of my pledge brothers.
During the beginning, of pledgeship it really irked me, but now I am so thankful I put up with them. Sure enough, we lost 5 guys. But the 13 guys we have left are pretty solid. Maybe during late October I realized these guys will be my best friends forever. It was hard to swallow at first, but once I embraced that fact, I was happy that I was not so independent. I was happy that I had 12 brothers to lean on.
And these are some of the greatest men I have had the pleasure of meeting. They are brilliant and hilarious, annoying and stubborn, benevolent and kind... When you mix all this stuff together, you get my pledge class. So I am gonna shout them out (In no specific order of course): Meat, Hoffman, Freddy, Bob, Schrader-Tot, Marlboro Reub, K-Luv Wes, Schuster, BJ, Chaser, and Smut Kid... you guys are awesome. Here are some pics of our wackiest moments this year...
Some other things I think about at this moment: French. I freaked about this class so much last semester. I never had to work so hard, and it seemed no matter how hard I worked my grades never improved. But that's not the case now. I had one of the best grades in my French 102 class, and my professor asked if I was interested in pursuing French 201. I respectfully declined. If its one thing I learned this year, it is that French is not for me.
When I first got to campus, I just knew I was gonna major in Rhetoric. However, that is not the case today. I am not sure what I will major in, but I am happy just exploring my options.
So many things have happened this year. And I honestly dont want it to end. On Wednesday, another chapter of my life will close. I will be a sophomore. I ask myself: "Did I make the most of my Freshman year?"
Looking over my previous blogs, I think I did.