Dear College,
It’s not you, it’s me. I just can’t have this type of commitment in my life right now, and I truly need to focus on myself. I’ve outgrown this relationship (finally), and to be quite honest, it’s been a long four years coming. There are so many things I have to thank you for and even more that I do not. This partnership has been an interesting one, consisting of many sleepless nights, adventures, meals, alcohol, and the occasional class or two. None of this is to say that I haven’t thoroughly enjoyed forgetting some of the many nights we’ve spent together, but it’s finally time for me to go.
Thank you for always allowing me to use you as an excuse to consume alcohol. You know what they always say, “you’re not an alcoholic until you graduate”. Well look what time it is.
Thank you for showing me which guys to stay away from and which to be friends with. Thank you for also giving me the tools to teach myself what I deserve in a relationship, and thanks again for saving my ass countless times with trips to the dining hall fix my hangover (you are the buff-chick God). Thank you for teaching me my limits, and allowing me to push them over and over again. Thank you especially for letting me skip class, maybe more than I should’ve. Thanks for always pulling through, accompanying me with all-nighters in the library, and thanks for always somehow helping me get the grade I needed, even if my studying was questionable sometimes. Thank you for reminding me over and over again not to procrastinate, but allowing me to do it anyway. Thank you for pushing me to do my best, and actually earn the degree I always questioned needing.
I could’ve done without the many sleepless nights, especially in my dorm room, due to all of the other people. I should’ve realized that monogamy wasn’t your strong suit, either. You could’ve left out freezing walks to class, or the failed attempts to find parking within an 8-mile radius of where I need to be. I really could’ve done without the plethora of parking tickets that I received, because at some point, you just really give up on walking those 8 miles. I could’ve gone forever without having to take Chemistry twice and would’ve preferred that my stats, biology and English professors actually spoke English. What a concept that would be.
We’ve had a great run. I mean really, it’s been fun. I will never forget you, that’s for sure. Maybe some of our nights together, but as a whole, you will always be with me. Whether it is because I actually want to remember you forever, or the constant reminder from the expensive piece of paper framed on my wall. You’ll have a place in my heart, yet I think I will be much happier without you.
Sincerely,
A Very Tired Graduate
