Excited and anxious are the two words to correctly describe the emotions that have been surging through my mind and body the past few months. The time has come.
The collegiate journey of my life is finally coming to an end as I prepare to walk across the stage and into the abyss of real life.
This department of communications is not perfect. It is hard to be anything when the school treats your department like the red headed stepchild of this university family.
I don’t believe the teachers or students get enough credit when it comes to being acknowledged like other departments on campus. Having said that, this is not the space for me to complain about issues I cannot change.
Instead, I would like to take the rest of this time to thank and praise every single person who has crossed paths with me over these past few years.
Sorry to get philosophical, but to me we are nothing but walking, talking experiences. Every experience contributes to your overall experience in this life.
If we have ever said one word to each other, thank you.
Thank you to The South Texan, for employing and allowing me to ultimately find myself over the years of work.
Becoming drenched in sweat every Thursday, distributing newspapers without a cart or pair of wheels to assist me, has contributed to both my physical and mental health.
To the next distribution manager, get a cart, being sweaty in class gets old real fast.
To the current group working at The South Texan, you guys are awesome.
Over the many years of being employed at The South Texan, this group has easily been the hardest working, and it’s refreshing to see.
Thank you, once again everyone who has contributed in this experience I am grateful to be apart of.
