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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.

In Wabash,

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?