So, it's the time of year where I am supposed to say my goodbye. I've been putting this off for almost two weeks now. It's not that I am not excited to leave, because anyone who knows me realizes I've had a countdown going since the first day of school ... three months, 24 days; two months, 18 days; one month, 10 days; and now, finally, only 15 more days until I graduate. But there is a part of me that is sad to be leaving.It's amazing what I've learned since I've been here. Most has taken place outside of the classroom.
This weekend proved to be a weekend of fun-filled sports and rivalry. I found this out the hard way when I walked out to the Quad Lot on Saturday morning to find that my car had been tagged. presumably by SMU students.
My back window now proclaimed that "I 'heart' SMU Mustangs" and my side windows had been filled in completely with red shoe paint. A majority of the other cars in the lot had similar markings.
I soon found out that several rows of cars in the Stadium Lot had the same messages spelled out on them.