Senior reflects on experiences, time at Castleton

Over the last four weeks of class, senioritis has been in full swing. In my four years here, I have never been so stressed with what is on my plate. Being sports editor of The Spartan, taking three classes, and an independent study doesn’t sound like it would be too much for this busy-body to handle, but for once in my life school has completely overwhelmed me.
            This past semester, I chose to move back home to Bennington, and commute three days a week to school. With that being said, I had to get a full-time job in order to afford my expenses. Between the two, I want nothing more than to get school off my plate.

However, as I come back to Castleton every Monday, Wednesday and Friday to attend class, I realize how much of this small town I’m going to miss.
            It might sound foolish, because at first you’d think there’s not much this town has to offer, but it’s a blessing in disguise.  After up and leaving back in December, I never really gave myself a chance to fully appreciate how much fun I had in my past four years in this town.

So, Castleton, my message to you is this; appreciate everything this town has given you. Appreciate the green dump, the closest thing you’ll ever have to a beach while attending this school.  Enjoy hung-over breakfasts at Birdseye Diner, the only place you can get a milkshake at 8:30 a.m. and have it sort of be socially acceptable. And enjoy Fishtail Tavern, because once you leave here you’ll never be able to get slapped by the tail every week.
            Granted it was my choice to send myself home, causing me to do an hour and ten minute commute, it has made me to realize what great memories this town has given me during my undergraduate career.

While many complain saying there is nothing to do, I will admit, this is definitely a school where you have to create your own fun.
            Most importantly, appreciate your time with your friends. I have made close friends from all over, ranging from California to Toronto, and even Alaska. Once you graduate, you may not lose touch, but it wont be as easy to schedule a simple lunch date, as it was when you were in Castleton.
            Thank you Castleton, and to all my friends and professors, for helping me become the person I am today, and giving me some of the best memories in these four years of my life.

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