Four years.

Four years of tests, homework, all-nighters, and coffee filled study binges.

Four years of parties, friends, a few bad decisions, and so many wonderful memories.

In just a few short days, my time at college will come to an end, and the feelings are starting to pile up.

I think about all of the friends that I have made along the way, the relationships that I have lost, and the things that I have learned about myself. And all I can think is how unbelievably lucky I am to have had this amazing experience.

I never thought I would see the day where I would become a college graduate, especially after an unexpected change in major. But here I am! And all I can say is, this has been a hell of a ride.

To the friends who I have made along the way, I can never tell you how thankful I am for you. You have stuck by my side through thick and thin, and have put up with me, which is no small task. Haha, bless your hearts, y'all definitely have the patience of a saint!

To my family, I know it has been no small task pushing my stubborn self to the finish line. Mom and dad, I know there were many sleepless nights and many times where you probably could have wrung my neck, but you always stood back and let me make my own choices with no judgment. To my grandparents, you always made sure I had a few dollars in my pocket and never went without having groceries in my fridge. Not only that, but you all provided the moral support and wisdom I needed to help when I felt broken down and defeated.

To the boys I fell in and out, and probably back in "love" with time after time, I can say with all honesty that I am grateful for each and every heartbreak and let down. You all showed me that no matter how hard you try, you will never be good enough for the wrong person, and that is okay! Because someday, Mr. Right will come along and make it all worth while.

And to my Alma Mater...West Texas A&M University. I can never say thank you enough. Thank you for helping shape me into the person that I am today. Your beautiful campus has been home to me the last four years, and I have come to realize how much comfort I have taken in that fact. I couldn't wait to leave this tiny town and get out on my own, but now that the time has come, I can't imagine what I am going to do now that it is all said and done.

These last few years have been some of the best of my life, full of memories that I will cherish, laugh about, and cry about forever. I will forever be proud to be a Buffalo, and I will forever be proud of that piece of paper with my name on it. It's been four years in the making, and a lifetime of goals that it'll help me reach.

So thanks for the memories, Dub-t.

And as always, God Bless and Go Buffs!