I recently graduated from college a few weeks ago. What could be more exciting than obtaining a degree, getting a job offer, and entering the adult world? When I was little I couldn’t wait to grow up, literally could not wait. But then college happened, and four years went far too quickly.
When attending freshman orientation they don’t tell you what your experience will include, but they give you tips for success to make sure you make it out and across the stage. Get involved they say – Go Greek! Being one of the main attractions (at least at my university).
Going Greek is what has made this all so hard, post – grad life that is. I have found myself going through my old Pinterest boards and that is when it finally set in. It set in that the place I once called home, the place I always had to go back to, is over. Forever.
First, came my dorm room inspiration board, filled with ways to decorate a small space and how to shop smart during all the bed bath and beyond and target college promos. Memories flashed through of how excited I was to be moving into a dorm and getting to start a new journey. I remember moving into my freshman dorm like it was yesterday. Nervously stating my name to the front desk of Grant Towers to obtain my move in packet and key to the first place I would call “home” aside from my actual home. That dorm holds so many memories, it was the place where I ended a 3 year toxic relationship and then I somehow met the person I hope to one day marry months later (we were next door neighbors), the place where I learned a lot about who I am and who I hoped to be, the place where I discovered my passion, and the place where I fell in love with my school and the people who I met along the way.
Then, I came across my “sorority room” board. Moving into my sorority house was the start of a lot of memories. Sophomore year was by far one of the greatest years of my existence. Living with all my best friends, on Greek row, honestly I couldn’t ask for anything more. I enjoyed two great years as a resident of the Sigma Kappa Palace, and yes it truly was a palace. Complete with a chef and maid, but those weren’t even close to what made the house great. Always having someone to come home to, having people to eat dinner with, always having a bed to snuggle and catch up on tv shows with sisters who are just as obsessed as you are. The walls of that house share so many memories, stories, secrets, tears, and friendships, and having the privilege to live there contributed so much to my college experience.
Lastly, I came across my “formal” board. For anyone who isn’t greek, Formals are held by sororities and fraternities and are the closest thing you have to prom after high school (except these are way more fun). On it you’ll find inspiration for hair and makeup, inspiration I used to attend some of the best events as a Sigma Kappa and Teke girlfriend. You’ll also find inspiration for making coolers – for fraternity formals it’s a tradition to paint a cooler with beer logos and what not for your date to store all your alcohol in for a weekend away with his whole fraternity and their dates. Adam’s formal was one of the best weekends of college, top five best during my four years. Yes, that good. Adam’s fraternity was one of the reasons I had so much fun in college in conjunction with myself deciding to join Sigma Kappa. The friends I made in that house, the ones I spent so much time with over four years, are what made leaving that much harder.
While I know that just because I have graduated it does not mean these amazing friendships end, I know they will continue for a very very long time. I know that. The hard part is knowing that those people won’t be down the hall, or down the street, ever again. My friends and I won’t have those two local shitty yet fun bars to go to for those drink specials you won’t find anywhere else, because adults who aren’t in college are expected to pay much more for “adult” beverages. My friends and I won’t have those fraternity houses to blare the latest hits, or even the hits of the 90’s. Thursdays through Saturdays won’t be filled with pre games and late nights. And the rest of the days of the week won’t be filled with still having the best of times despite having to stay at the library late at night, or even finding fun in obsessing over scripted tv with your best pals despite the fact that all you do is talk about what you did all day while you guys were apart.
I know that bigger and better things are ahead and that things can only get better from here because now my friends and I will be able to afford more than a $2 you call it or a McDonald’s McChicken – thank you college degrees!
Giving the world a taste of me and the things I love.