June 10, 2007

I graduated....so let's look at some pics and read my thoughts:)


The "gang"--or at least as many as we could gather for a pic--Kels, Zach, Tyler, Nick, Nate, Kyle, me, and Logan. We've had some bad times and some good times together, but in the end we all came back out together as friends. And that's what matters. We may not all be friends during or after college, but when we look back at all of the pics, we will have some great memories to share with our new friends about all the amazing time we've had. I'm going to miss the randomness of our group!


This is me and Nate. We were "walking buddies". I was glad that I was able to walk with one of my good friends. Nate is such a suburb friend; he has always been there to pray for me or others in need or lend a helping hand. He's going to make a great pastor some day!




That's the Spanish 4 class--Logan (Diego), me (Elisa), and Bret (Jose "el guapo). As strange as it may seem, we three have become very close over the past year. Since we were the only ones in the class, we had to work together....and let's just say some of our Spanish skills aren't the same as others;) But we had so many great times together....often had inside jokes that nobody else could understand (Don Quijote, verb quiz mishaps, Logan's excitement when he was able to translate something.....classics). And we just liked to rub it in to the rest of the school that we are the only 3 who know all forms of the subjunctive in Spanish:) I'm really gonna miss our 6th period times together....but some day, somewhere, Spanish 4 will reunite again for a final time!

That's me and Marissa (duh!). Although some things on my graduation day didn't turn out like I had thought they would have, I look back at this picture and I don't think of that. I think of the army crawls, the star gazing nights on the road, the Dayton Dragons game, Dance Off '06 & '07, and the Dominican Republic. The good, by far, out weigh the bad. One circumstance should not define how things are always going to be in the future. Things happen, People change...and it's known that life goes on......In the end, though, I know that I'll always have a best friend in her:)


Me and Kels--what can I say? She's the girl that always took my phone calls at 1130 on a school night. We would talk for hours about our futures and how we don't know anything and how things are going to change--our thoughts, fears, and dreams. I am going to miss her so much in college, especially all of her random phone calls or voice mails just to tell me stupid stuff to make me laugh.


We have to close this stage in my life with the traditional graduate picture: the dad, the graduate, and the mom. None of this would have been possible without the love and support of my parents. They are truly extraordinary and I am thankful to have been blessed with my parents!
Here's to moving on... (poem not aimed at anyone in particular, just random)

I wish I could take back the things I thought.
But it’s hard to change the way I have felt.
For understanding I have so long sought,
Hard to find because of all I’ve been dealt.

Many words still spoken behind my back.
Why can’t those words be spoken to my face?
One of these days I know that I will crack.
All of this just seems like one huge disgrace.

You don’t know how I feel deep down inside.
You have never taken the time to ask.
After the long nights in which I have cried,
I instinctively just put on my mask.

You should have known that once I found it out,
My thoughts and feelings would be filled with doubt.


and, I bet you didn't see this one coming:
60 Days until I leave to move in @ COLLEGE:)