For the past 3 semesters, I have had the pleasure of living in the "prettiest house on campus" and I'm going to greatly miss it; the walks to class, my fabulous bed, my room with the perfect view, and the too perfect for words Alpha Gam couch:
For 2 of my 3 years my sorority gave me the very best roommates I could've asked for:
Life is found/lived at the end of your comfort zone. My time in Akron has been just that. First, I moved 2 1/2 hours away, then the friends I thought I had made the first two years in the dorms- turned out to be anything but that. So I left my comfort zone and joined my sorority:
The girl that I met on freshman orientation day, somehow became my life line and grand supreme best friend, without her I would be utterly and completely lost:
The girl I met at random on Preference Night became my other half:
A beautiful girl from the inside, out became my Ride or Die:
A girl I sat down to talk to on a whim at a Recruitment event at Starbucks became, my little my perfect one and only:
The girl, who've I've known longer as an alum than I did as an active. My tv companion, the girl who no matter what can get my anxiety and irrationalities in line:
My adventure buddies, down for anything- be that a Saturday adventure or laying on the couch watching Frozen on repeat, playing Pinterest and "Look Who I Went to High School With" on Facebook; the kind of friends that want a "candid" laughing photo- and that's exactly what they get, with 15 minutes of genuine laughter:
The kind of friends I always wanted and never knew I needed but would be completely lost without them:
The girl who swears more than anyone I know, and taught me it's okay to be passionate about important topics and that if you mean what you say- you can say whatever you feel:
My sarcastic, partner in crime, full of life & love & jokes:
The pretty, pretty princess that loves sitting in the dark and watching Jason DeRulo videos while looking on Tumblr and Pinterest wedding boards and talking nail polish and painting our nails:
My first beautiful secret squirrel:
My beautifully perfect Alpha Gam family continued on by the most wonderfully perfect people imaginable:
The only girls to truly understand my Taylor Swift obsession:
My three perfect legacies from my time as a Rho Gamma:
A best friend that taught me life is about more than a plan. Things don't always happen as you would want them to or as you imagined them but we are capable of absolutely anything. I was given the opportunity to spend time with her and her daughter and grow up along the way:
THE Be All End All of Pledge Classes, Fall '11:
When Carrie moves to Paris, in the series finale of Sex and the City, she says, "Today, I had a thought: What if I had never met you?" It's almost too painful and unimaginable to even fathom but as I pack up and set out on my way, with Akron in my rearview mirror I know that these people among so many more taught me how to be myself and 100% comfortable in my skin.
Akron, this place, this time in my life will always hold a special place in my heart. I can say unequivocally these people are the loves of my life. Come hell or high water, these people will be here for me and I will be there for them. I am so glad to say that I am an Akron Zip.
Close beside Cuyahoga’s waters, Stream of amber hue,
O’er old Buchtel Summit’s glory, Waves the gold and blue.
Hail we Akron! Sound her praises, Speed them on the gale,
Ever stand our Alma Mater, Akron hail, all hail!
O’er old Buchtel Summit’s glory, Waves the gold and blue.
Hail we Akron! Sound her praises, Speed them on the gale,
Ever stand our Alma Mater, Akron hail, all hail!
Staying when all I wanted to do was leave is one of my proudest moment. You can't move forward while looking back, while it's bittersweet to be leaving college, I'm excited to see what this BIG WORLD has in store for me. So while this is the most kick ass chapter yet, it's time to turn the page and see what's next.
It's the end of the beginning, and the start of something new.
xoxo
KJB
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