Spring Break
Saying goodbye to GWU is bittersweet
Jennifer Menster
Issue date: 4/29/05 Section: Opinion
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At first I thought that postpartum depression described my feelings these last few weeks of college. I was leaving a place I had grown comfortable with during the last four years, and I was leaving behind a newspaper that I was in charge of the last nine months.
But then I started to think that I wasn't really depressed about leaving. I was sad to leave Gardner-Webb University and The Pilot behind, but I know that life goes on, and, boy, am I ready for my life to go on. The paper is in wonderful hands and is going nowhere but up. As for the university, I have positive feelings that it is also improving, as long as the right president is brought in.
I think that bittersweet best describes my feelings about leaving G-dubb. I haven't always been the most involved student and definitely not the most popular student, but I did the right thing, sometimes. I went to classes, made decent grades and hope to one day be a great alumna, although never a rich alumna considering the journalism pay. I had fun, hung out with friends, sometimes got myself in trouble and sometimes spent hours studying in my Spangler dorm or working diligently on the newspaper.
I am grateful for Grace and our three years as roommates and all the memories we made. I am thankful for Amanda and her hard work and dedication to the newspaper that I love so much. I am even grateful for that little Shelby restaurant Hams and all my bar customers that helped me pay for tuition, books and rent, especially my favorite Thursday night trivia crowd from GWU.
It is sad when you think about it. Those that are graduating, we are leaving four, five or so years of our life behind. Hopefully, we will keep in touch, but like high school, we are turning another page in our life - this time to the real world.
This is where my sweet comes in. I am so ready for the real world. I am ready for a full-time, challenging job, a new place to live and adulthood. It all sounds so sweet to me.
For all the underclassmen, your time goes by so fast here. You may think it goes by so slow; I felt like that once, but before you know it, you will be getting your diploma. Have fun, don't let friendships slip through your fingers and keep the main goal in sight, whatever your main goal may be.
But then I started to think that I wasn't really depressed about leaving. I was sad to leave Gardner-Webb University and The Pilot behind, but I know that life goes on, and, boy, am I ready for my life to go on. The paper is in wonderful hands and is going nowhere but up. As for the university, I have positive feelings that it is also improving, as long as the right president is brought in.
I think that bittersweet best describes my feelings about leaving G-dubb. I haven't always been the most involved student and definitely not the most popular student, but I did the right thing, sometimes. I went to classes, made decent grades and hope to one day be a great alumna, although never a rich alumna considering the journalism pay. I had fun, hung out with friends, sometimes got myself in trouble and sometimes spent hours studying in my Spangler dorm or working diligently on the newspaper.
I am grateful for Grace and our three years as roommates and all the memories we made. I am thankful for Amanda and her hard work and dedication to the newspaper that I love so much. I am even grateful for that little Shelby restaurant Hams and all my bar customers that helped me pay for tuition, books and rent, especially my favorite Thursday night trivia crowd from GWU.
It is sad when you think about it. Those that are graduating, we are leaving four, five or so years of our life behind. Hopefully, we will keep in touch, but like high school, we are turning another page in our life - this time to the real world.
This is where my sweet comes in. I am so ready for the real world. I am ready for a full-time, challenging job, a new place to live and adulthood. It all sounds so sweet to me.
For all the underclassmen, your time goes by so fast here. You may think it goes by so slow; I felt like that once, but before you know it, you will be getting your diploma. Have fun, don't let friendships slip through your fingers and keep the main goal in sight, whatever your main goal may be.