That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldn’t want to stay here
It’s too old and cold and settled in its ways here
Oh but California
California I’m coming home.
Compliments of @daynuhhhhh’s parents:
My first graduation card:
Graduation is more than just caps and gowns and inspiring speeches.
It’s a time to share with friends all the memoriees of fun and happy times.
A time to reflect on the person you used to be and the perosn you hope to become.
It’s a time to realize your opportunities and imagine how you plan to make the best of them.
A time to take pride in your accomplishments and always keep in mind that you have the ability to succeed.
Graduation is a time for you to look to your future and see all that it has to offer.
It’s your very own time, and I hope you enjoy every minute of it.
With a beautiful personal sentiment.
Absolutely beautiful, and a wonderful reminder of what’s important as I procrastinate for my FINAL final exam ever. As I look forward to the wonderful opportunities that come next: California … Nashville … Music … The World…
I can’t help but feel anxious and excited and overwhelmed and blessed and worried and overjoyed all at the same time! I’m excited to see where my classmates continue on with the amazing opportunities before them, and look forward to keeping in touch in the absolute best possible ways.
Too Blessed To Be Stressed.
One calm morning during our Spring Break down in Georgia, the six of us were all laying in one bed, chatting about plans for the day.
No idea how the progression to this epic moment happened, but it did. All of us were afficanado’s of the classic show Even Stevens, where Shia LaBeouf showed his true self and continues to today through a trait so specific to him, no one else will ever be able to challenge:
Today begins a revival.
In more ways than one.
It has been sometime that I have strayed away from Tumblr, but I’m back, and with a lot to say. With less than two months left until graduation, a documentation of the stress/excitement/wonder/regrets/confusion is going to be needed in order for me to keep sane.
This past Friday I took part in my final Tour Guide Progressive. A general consensus can be made about Marquette TGs: we’re obsessed with being TGs. We even created our own Twitter hashtag - #tglife. We know we’re obnoxious and do not do a great job of hiding our obsession.
Whenever anyone asks me what my favorite thing about Marquette has been, I say being a Tour Guide. Upon coming to Marquette, the only person from my high school, Mater Dei in Orange County, CA, I didn’t know what to expect. I did, however, know what I was going to accomplish: me. In high school, I was shy and soft-spoken. I was just as silly as I am today, but I had no confidence in my own voice. When hired as a tour guide, my past mentors were shocked and did not see the potential in me that Leah and Andy, our bosses, did. And boy am I glad they did!
Throughout these past four years, my pride in being a Marquette student has been strengthened in more ways than I can ever describe. But this pride goes beyond the institution. It strays to the students, my co-workers. An amazing group of now 62 strong that continue to show me why I chose Marquette. As we get together once a semester and progress through the night consisting of wine-WOP-beer, and create memories that we will treasure forever,
So thank you.
To Andy and Leah for specifically choosing us.
To Joe Yaedo for starting Progressives.
To Ice Cream, for getting kicking us out of Marquette Hall (jklolz love ju boo!)
To the scale in the office, for reminding me that it’s illegal to trade said scale.
To those who lose their dignity at Progressive, thanks for the memz.
To the Seniors I have shared these memories with for the past four years. I will love and cherish every single moment we have spent together both inside the office and out.
#tglife
#wearemarquette
Answer:
Definitely interested. No problem at all!
