I graduated. There I said it. Don’t expect me to be overjoyed about the situation. My collegiate career has come to a bittersweet ending.
On May 12 I walked across the stage in Bramlage Coliseum and was officially declared a graduate of Kansas State University. (That being said I still won’t actually receive my bachelor’s degree in the mail for about another month.) The commencement ceremony itself was long and full of tweets until the 3G went out in Bramlage. The university president did tell a great joke about the jayhawks though. However, I don’t really consider that to be the point in which my college career ended. Instead I like to think my K-State adventure came to a conclusion when I signed the acoustic drop ceiling in the Kedzie Hall newsroom, a tradition that dates back to the 1960s. The signatures include many former Collegian desk editors, Editors-in-Chief, staff writers and special guests from K-State and famous names in journalism like Bill Snyder and Bob Woodward. I’m really proud to be part of this Kansas journalism history found in Kedzie hall.
Be comfortable with the decisions you make… and have some fun too.
When I think back on my time at K-State, I truly feel blessed for the education, friendships and opportunities I received there. I’ve learned so much in these past four years that it seems impossible to quantify it all. I’m not sure I’m ready for this time to end. That being said I’m not sure there’s much left here for me as an undergraduate. (I have a terminal case of senioritis and I find freshman to be odd.) Sure I’ll miss the people, especially the folks at the Collegian, but most of my classmates have moved on to new and exciting adventures of their own. It’s time to leave Manhattan and see what happens next…
Tim Schrag 