days of sleeping in the Tiki hut are over
Howell is a senior broadcast journalism major from
of describing some of the most memorable moments I have
enjoyed in my five glorious years at TCU, I will instead
mention all the places Ive slept since the time
I came to college: my bed, my roommates bed, my
couch, my roommates couch, my car, the floor,
the hall, the front porch of a house, the front yard
of a house, the back porch of a house, a homemade Tiki
hut, a stairwell, a dock and a boat.
Of course I have had a good time in college.
Thats what this time is for, right? Meet people
you ordinarily wouldnt have met, and do things
you never imagined you would do.
However, I cannot express enough that there is so much
more to it than that! You miss out on everything if
you spend your college career in a drunken haze
but of course, you miss out on some good stories if
you never experience at least one drunken haze.
But I dont want to waste your time by telling
you my stories, and Im not an expert about college
(well, not officially) so Im not going to give
you my advice. Rather, I would just like to provide
my viewpoint on a few things.
TCU is a great school. If you dont think so, then
please leave. It provides a great education in almost
any field you are interested in, and an environment
that most students find pleasing.
But what about the TCU Bubble?
Of course there is a TCU Bubble, but lets get
real; there is also a University of Texas Bubble, a
Texas Tech Bubble and a (insert any universitys
name here) Bubble. What I have learned is that there
will be a bubble anywhere you go because the feeling
of the bubble is based on personal experiences. The
university did not create the feeling of the bubble.
We, the students, created it.
But enough about the damn bubble.
They say college is a time to find yourself, but most
of us end up finding someone else instead. I cant
relate to the finding yourself idea of college
because I dont think I was lost when I came to
college. I didnt know what my major was going
to be, whom I would make friends with, or if I would
find love, but I figured that if I kept moving forward
through life, eventually it would all come together.
Fortunately, I was right. After many years of feeling
like there would never be life outside TCU, there is
finally a light at the end of the tunnel. Everything
has come together, and I am ready to move on with my
life. As I pass into the realm of post-TCU life, I will
take with me some great friendships, better stories,
a wonderful girlfriend, and a diploma ... all of which
I would not have without TCU.
So thank you. Thank you to the university; thank you
to the people who worked so hard to put me on the verge
of graduation; thank you to those who are reading this
for making me realize I wanted to go into journalism;
and thanks to the couches inside the Tiki hut for those
nights I just couldnt make it back to my room.
Its almost time to start sleeping somewhere else.