Knee

And now commences my time laying around and doing absolutely nothing. Right now I am laying in my bed, watching Sex and the City, and desperately hoping that I will feel better tomorrow. There is a dull throb that I haven't felt since I first hurt my knee. It was absolutely awful having a hurt knee during my last quarter of college. I didn't like being restricted in what I could do. For weeks all I could do was go to class, nap, and lay on the couch. Doesn't make for a very fun time. I went from going out and having a blast, to being super lame. At least now I can ensure that I'll be able to be fully healed by the time I leave for Scotland.

Turns out, my ACL was completely torn. It's a bit weird to even think about that. I was walking around since April with no functioning ligament in my left knee. Even weirder? Thinking about the fact that I just had surgery. It's hard to even imagine, really. In true fashion, I was more freaked out about getting the IV than the actual surgery. Wow...I have really great priorities. Hey, at least I didn't freak out this time. It used to be that my blood pressure would shoot through the roof, sobbing would begin, and panic would ensure. Maybe I'm maturing?

To make things even better, Kari will no longer be joining me in Scotland. I am beyond sad that she won't be there. I was looking forward to us going together, exploring, and loving the city. It won't be the same without her there. And, truth be told, I'm a bit nervous to go now. I'm still really looking forward to going, and I know I'll love it, but now I'm going alone. I just wonder how it will be. At least Elizabeth will be close, which is exciting, and a couple of Chi Os are going to be in Edinburgh for fall quarter. So there's that, I suppose.

Graduating

This is my final finals week at Northwestern. On Monday I finished entirely. Turned in my last undergraduate paper, completed all of my CTECs...it felt so surreal. I have genuinely loved all of my time here. From the walks around the lake to the gorgeously warm spring breeze, this campus is beautiful.

My mom always told the story of my resolve to attend NU when I was in the 5th grade. I stepped out the car, looked around, and made up my mind. How could a 5th grader know so certainly that this was the place for her? I feel like I have gotten a truly unique college experience. I managed to blend intense academics with some intense fun. I found friends that I will follow for the rest of my life, and I have some amazing memories of football games, parties, study sessions, coffee dates, and formals that will follow me forever.

My time here has taken on a sweetness that I never knew I could find -- and I know that that is mostly due to my sisters in Chi Omega. Growing up, I never thought I would be a sorority girl. Sure, I always held a reverence for Greek life. With both parents as products of that life, it's hard not to. The moment I joined, however, I knew that it was the place for me. I may not be the sorority girl with the blonde hair and overly tanned skin -- but I am the one that loves those around her with her whole heart. These past three years have been my best, my happiest. Having to say good bye to all of these girls is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. They're like my family, and I will miss them so much when I leave.

I graduate a week from tomorrow. It seems so soon, doesn't it? After four years here, the time is suddenly flying by. My time here is limited. In one week, I will be an unemployed college graduate that mooches off of her parents relentlessly. GET READY.