May 2012

‘Til next time

Hello everyone,

I am writing to you from the living room of my brother Padgett’s house, because I am officially moved out. I finished hauling my mountains of belongings down to storage late last night thanks to the help of Padgett and Eleanor. It was brutal packing everything up on Thursday and getting it all down to storage, but thankfully that’s all done. Unfortunately, the time crunch of getting everything academic done and all of my personal belongings out left little time for goodbyes. Everyone had things to get done, and there just wasn’t much time to stop, breathe, and say our goodbyes. Thankfully, I will see many of those friends again next year. Some of them, though, will be abroad all year. I don’t know when we’ll see each other next, but I hope it’s soon.

My high school in Arizona has a tradition in which students all rose to the next grade during the graduation ceremony. Juniors are allowed to turn over their senior rings and became seniors, while the sophomores are declared juniors and the freshmen become sophomores. On Sunday, as I am in the air on my home to Santa Barbara, I will be thinking of this tradition as the Lewis & Clark seniors go through the process of graduating. On Sunday, I will officially be a senior. I will begin the mental preparations and revelations that come with approaching my final year in college. It has been a long, unconventional process for me, and I have trouble wrapping my head around the idea of its being over. As I wrap my head around the idea of college being nearly over, you all are probably coming to terms with the fact that college is nearly beginning. I intend to focus on the excitement of new experiences, new people, and new challenges that come with leaving what I’ve become familiar with and forging a path for myself someplace new. I encourage you all to do your best to fall into a similar frame of mind. There is sadness, absolutely, with leaving what you know and love for uncertainty. But that uncertainty can also hold the promise of something so different and incredible. You may not have thought to choose every part of what your life will be like here at LC… your roommate might not be who you always pictured yourself living with, or your classes might not be what you’d wanted, but I hope that you find (as I often did) that even the parts you didn’t pick are just as they should be.

I’ll admit that my glowing view of this year in retrospect is influenced by the fact that I am no longer at LC. It is already missed, in my eyes. However, I would argue that even as I went through the stress and strain that was this year, I loved Lewis & Clark. Taking away the moments of panic and the all-nighters has simply left more room for the love of this place. My year at LC has ended with an immense sense of appreciation for the school, and I wanted my year of blogging to end on a similar note.

Now, I do hope to come back to this blog periodically over the summer with notes on getting ready for next year and how to approach classes, NSO, etc. However, I think you and I both need the time to really appreciate what we have now and to understand what next year is for us before we can start getting ready for it. Check back when you’re ready for next year, and hopefully I’ll be ready, too.

All the best,


4 May 2012 Comments Off on ‘Til next time

Countdown to Conclusion: Finale

Well, I’ve had my last night at Lewis & Clark.

It was as great as I could have asked it to be. It started with me and my friends driving to the Hawthorne food carts—in my opinion, they’re some of the best. We immediately flocked to Herb’s Mac and Cheese, which was great to see, because it moved from its previous location and we thought we had lost it forever! I got my usual, mac and cheese with garlic, tomato, and mushroom. So good and so cheap! Some other great carts were there, including an ice cream one that served maple bacon ice cream!

I held off of the ice cream, though, because our next stop was Pix—a great pastry shop/cafe. It was a small place I had never been to, but it had a great ambiance and such good food! I got a mango mousse, but there were some great looking macaroons that I could not resist! The tea was great as well. It was all so perfect, and so Portland. I know that I won’t have nights like that back home, and I really cherished it.

My friends really made the night special, though. I feel like even after 8 short months we’re basically at the point where we can read each others’ minds. In a great way. I’m going to miss them so so much—most live in California, with some Midwest and East Coast scattered in there. Hopefully I’ll get to meet up with the East Coast girls at some point this summer! Four months will be too long to go without bein’ a goof with them!

This year has been great. I’m not sure what I expected college to be like, but I’ve loved my experience. There are going to be rough patches, moving away is a big transition, but they do not outweigh the great. I will always remember my Portland days and nights, milling about Powell’s, finding weird restaurants, blaring Destiny’s Child. I will cherish my Lewis & Clark memories forever, as cheesy as it may be. It’s true.

I need to go to bed now, unfortunately, instead of hanging out until the late late hours. I leave at 5 in the morning tomorrow. Bright and early.
See you later Lewis & Clark. I’ll miss you more than I can say.

3 May 2012 Comments Off on Countdown to Conclusion: Finale

Countdown to Conclusion: Part 3

I stand by what I said about packing, I really do enjoy it, but THERE’S JUST SO MANY THINGS! I’m basically done now, and have moved all of my boxes. All there’s left are my suitcases. Unfortunately, my bedding is going to be taking up the majority of them.

Our room went from a warm red to a pale white in about three hours. Our posters and Christmas Lights made the whole room glow, but now it looks empty. Our coffee maker, hot water heater, speakers, maps—everything—gone. I’m getting flashbacks from moving in.  I just want to cover the walls; they look sad and alone.

But the white is soothing, too. It feels clean. It feels like a transition. And it is. I cannot believe that my freshman year of college is over. It does not feel like it’s been an entire year since I decided where I wanted to spend these four years. Now there are only three left. That seems crazy.

I’ve heard upperclassmen say that time goes by faster every year. On May 3rd next year, will it feel like a year since the end of my freshman year? Will it feel like I’ve been out of high school in two years? Or will it feel like a couple of months?
Actually, I don’t want to focus on that! I just want to focus on packing, and on spending time with my friends. We’re going to the Hawthorne food carts tonight, which will be great! I plan on eating A LOT, since this will be my last fill of Portland food for a while. Then I think we’re going to try to watch a movie in the Platt Main Lounge—there’s a giant TV in there.

After that I can be sad about leaving. The walls and I will grieve together.

3 May 2012 Comments Off on Countdown to Conclusion: Part 3