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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Four years later.

Four years, eight semesters, fourty-eight classes, and one hundred and fourty-four credits later I Kasi Lund graduated. If you would have asked me when I graduated high school where I thought I would be in four years I wouldn't have ever said in Cedar City and married. I wouldn't have planned to join a sorority, be part of an honor society (or three), or to have made some of the best friends I've ever had.

College doesn't just show you how to study, what to study, and how to manage your time. It teaches you how to study the night before when you've forgotten you had a test the next day, what Spark Notes are when you didn't "technically" read the entire book, and how to balance a social life with an academic life (p.s. you can't have both). Most importantly, it teaches you about yourself. I hate to say it but I wasn't exactly nice in my classes. I pushed myself and other people out of their comfort zones. I debated, I argued, and I rarely ever agreed with anyone else.

I, Kasi Lund, am one stubborn and opinionated girl.

This stubborn attitude stems from this man right above, Joe Willis. I walked into the Braithwait Building, marched up those very steep stairs all the way to the third floor and into English 1010. I have always liked English because I felt like I was good at it in high school. Come to find out I had no idea what I was doing. I was a comma happy, perfectionist who hated reading books I wasn't interested in.

He pushed me.

Joe was an amazing teacher. Not only did I learn about books from him but I tutored for him and I graded for him. He told me when I was wrong and I told him when he was wrong (most of the time he was wrong). He made me lunch on days that I went from work to class and back to work again because  I was retarded and took too many credits. He allowed me to match his clothes for him because, let's face it, Joe could not match and before this all he had was a closet full of Green Lantern shirts a converse.

Thank you for making me a better writer. Thank you for always being there, and most importantly thank you for introducing my husband to the Walking Dead and Y the Last Man he spends more time reading and watching than he does with me :)

My second family.

I can't say anything that would make you guys realize just how important this family is to me. Maddy and I met (and I used that word very loosely) in Beginning Theory. The class from hell. No one said anything because no one understood the reading that took us two hours to get through. I knew her as the girl with the cute jeans. 

Who would have thought that a year later I would be looking for a house and her mom would be the one on the other end. the next summer we flew to Europe together. We ate crepes in front of Notre Dame, slept in hostiles with beds that were sunken in the middle, and saw Stonehenge (amongst other things). 

Her mom is like my mom, she makes me call hen I leave to see her and call when I get back home. She worries, she makes me protein pancakes at 11 at night, and she cares. I love his lady and wouldn't trade her for the world.

I don't know what I would do without this family.

Lauren Leavitt

Another best friend, a bridesmaid in my wedding, and one of the best people I know. I can always count on having a great time with this one. We don't have to talk every day, or every week, or even every month, but when we do see each other it is like nothing has changed. After four years of ups and downs I can't express how proud of her I am. As she leaves for Ole Miss and we are separated by 2000 miles I take comfort in knowing that she will always be a phone call away.

You'll never know how much you mean to me.

And last, but not least, my husband.

Thank you for all your support. Thank you for making dinner when I needed to study for Business Law 1. Thank you for quizzing me at 5 am when I had a Philosophy test. Thank you for the countless hours in the library last semester while I listened to Tim Lewis lecture about contracts, torts, and God knows what else for three house.

I promise in two years I will do the same for you (it's in writing so this is for real).

Thanks to everyone for the last four years.