20
May
tomorrow.
i cant believe it has come time to post what i am about to…
tomorrow, i, samantha britt will be a college graduate. next time we talk, i will no longer be an undergrad, but a woman and individual who is a college graduate… how i feel about this, im unsure.
just now, saying goodbye to the fam for the night and uttering the words “next time you see me, ill be in a cap and gown”, brought tears to my eyes as it does now… where have four years gone?
i sit here, typing facing a ugly ass plain eggshell wall… my room is so very empty and lacking any real color and organization- so different from the vibrant photos, maps and paintings that have decorated my walls and life for the past years. though it looks empty, everything feels still oddly full as i attempt to process this past week, tomorrow and the near future. how genuinely overwhelmed and lost i feel while feeling so loved and so grateful.
four years ago in September 2008, i moved in to kostka hall on upper campus- i was nervous about my cell phone service, what i was going to do at night, who i was going to confide in and what would happen if i got lost while i was running (which only happened once)… and though the first few weeks were tough and full of doubt and uncertainty, four years later, i am left thinking about what i would give to start again and have four more years with the incredible, thoughtful, inspiring people i have met here… and i would FORSURE stay away from the 2,000 calorie muffins.
i dont think i can really capture my awe, gratitude, appreciation and wholehearted love for this place and my people but i know there are not enough thanks in the world for YOU who have made these past four years the life defining adventure that it really is.
- thank you for smiling.
- thank you for your support.
- thank you for telling me no to an extra cookie or shot.
- thank you for spending absurd amounts of money with me at MA’s.
- thank you for listening to me talk aloud about art and arrupe and social injustice and nonsense.
- thank you for allowing me to talk.
- thank you for allowing me to grow.
- thank you for shoulder popping with me.
- thank you for nerd laughing with me.
- thank you for riding with the windows down, music blaring.
- thank you for listening to me sing.
- thank you for painting with me.
- thank you for making every night a costume party.
- thank you for being there.
- thank you for the adventure.
here’s to the next chapter, though it will be hard to move on from this beautiful, magical, academic (and fiesta filled) place. cheers to you, BC and cheers to us.
Boston College Class of 2012.
Game.On.
