i'm sitting here, publishing this post from this crazy computer lab that i've basically lived in for the past 2 years. i just finished my last assignment of my college career. my last class ever ended this morning at 11. cougar campus. smelly trees. freaking weird kids. the bookstore. my classes. my literature. my english professor jay fox that i've grown to love like my grandparent. this is it. i'm graduating next week, and i'm all of a sudden feeling odd about it. i realize that i really and truly enjoyed my time here at BYU. it's so weird that it's coming to an end, and there's really not much i can do about it. i think i'm sad. don't get me wrong--i've long awaited this moment. i'm excited to graduate and to move on, however i wouldn't be surprised if i fall into a slight depression after next week. i'll admit it BYU. as much as you bug me, i do love you. thank you for an incredible education. i promise i'll never stop learning.