Graduation

I was feeling a bit melancholy yesterday as I learned that U of I was having their graduation on Sunday. That means I am officially one year out of school. Last year at this time I was having my little "fake" graduation ceremony with Jeff, Abby, Nate, Jim, and Eileen. Jim was giving us his speech about life, and Eileen was preparing the little cake that probably said something like "Congratulations Grads!". We went to Alexander's for steaks, and I was studying during most of the meal for the CPA. It's hard to believe that time in my life is over.

I will never again be a student at U of I. I would like to think that I will keep on learning, and be a student in some Spanish classes. If there is anything I would like to learn more of, it is languages. I think they are very useful and actually quite a bit of fun. After all, language is the one thing we all use day in, day out. I'd like to be able to talk to the window cleaner lady that says good morning to me each day I walk into the Deloitte building. And the man that picks up the trash at my desk each night.... I wonder what he would have to say.

Anyhow, back to the University. I've been longing for a walk on the Quad, some Tex-Mex from Dos Reales, and mostly just missing my friends from school. Moaning about accounting homework, showing up all the color green on St. Patrick's day to the CPA Review, always talking about plans but never really doing anything, eating Chinese in Champaign--the lady had my favorite memorized, rollerblading until late at night, throwing oranges at a pole outside my apartment window, singing gospel music...

I'm not saying my life was perfect then, and I was definitely ready to leave.... but I think I am ready for a Homecoming reunion. I hope some of my lazy friends from Chicago will be willing to make that trip sometime : ) Yes, Amy B. that means you... ( and Aimee L. : )