Today marks the twentieth anniversary since I have graduated from high school. My husband and I have taken a trip back to my hometown, Auburn, New York, for our high school reunion. I can remember it as if it was yesterday: walking across the stage in my crisp, white gown, moving the tassel on my cap from one side to the other, feeling the greatest feeling of fulfillment mixed with gratification. A lot has changed in my life since that moment, twenty years ago, when a diploma fell within my grasp. Looking back on all the things that I have done since then, it makes me want to relive it for a second time. After graduation, I went on a road trip with my best friend, Julia. We decided to take a final trip together before we were separated
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One by one, my friends left to move in, and each time, it grew more and more bittersweet. I was one of the last of my friends to leave for school. When move in day finally arrived, we packed up all of my stuff between my parent’s car and my brand new olive green Jeep Wrangler, and took off. Although I was used to long rides, this three hours seemed to drag by. After what seemed like forever, we finally pulled into a campus that welcomed you by a huge sign with “Welcome to Bucknell University” engraved in it. I stepped out of my car, and the newly changing leaves greeted me with their crisp smell filling my nostrils. I knew that I would love my four years attending Bucknell University, and I couldn’t wait to begin this journey. My roommate had the same major has me, so we became very good friends from the start. We both decided to major in Biomedical Engineering, however, we each wanted to go into a separate field. I eventually started to join clubs and sports. I played soccer in the fall, and I was in the Horseback Riding Club, French Club, and the Ballroom Dancing Club, which was where I met my future husband. My years at college seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, it was time for yet another graduation. Putting on my cap and gown gave me a chilling feeling of deja-vu that ran down my back. Suddenly, I remembered how proud I was back when I graduated from high school, and the same recurrent feeling went surging …show more content…
We had a big, fancy, white wedding, and it was the wedding of my childhood dreams. I had a beautiful dress, with lace on the back with a skirt that poofed out. For our honeymoon, we decided to go travelling throughout Europe. We first flew to Santorini, Greece, where we spent the longest amount of time compared to everywhere else. It was the first time that I have ever been to Santorini, and the Mediterranean was extraordinary, with the turquoise waves gently foaming at my feet on the beach. We then moved into Italy, where we went to Florence, and then to Milan. From Italy, we moved onto France, where we began in Nice, and moved West towards Roquefort, and then North to Paris. France has always been one of my favorite places to go. The first time I went was in high school. I try to go someplace new every time, and this time, we decided to check out Roquefort, which is famous for their sheep’s cheese, and their wine. However, Nice has by-far always been my favorite place to go. Their fresh street markets, Mediterranean lifestyle, and lavish culture had always appealed to me. I have always been good at speaking French, and so going to the places where I can speak it is always a fun experience. From France, we travelled to the Netherlands, where we spent a few days exploring cities like Amsterdam. Then, we travelled by helicopter to Norway, which was our last destination. Here, we spent the next few days traveling
One by one, my friends left to move in, and each time, it grew more and more bittersweet. I was one of the last of my friends to leave for school. When move in day finally arrived, we packed up all of my stuff between my parent’s car and my brand new olive green Jeep Wrangler, and took off. Although I was used to long rides, this three hours seemed to drag by. After what seemed like forever, we finally pulled into a campus that welcomed you by a huge sign with “Welcome to Bucknell University” engraved in it. I stepped out of my car, and the newly changing leaves greeted me with their crisp smell filling my nostrils. I knew that I would love my four years attending Bucknell University, and I couldn’t wait to begin this journey. My roommate had the same major has me, so we became very good friends from the start. We both decided to major in Biomedical Engineering, however, we each wanted to go into a separate field. I eventually started to join clubs and sports. I played soccer in the fall, and I was in the Horseback Riding Club, French Club, and the Ballroom Dancing Club, which was where I met my future husband. My years at college seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, it was time for yet another graduation. Putting on my cap and gown gave me a chilling feeling of deja-vu that ran down my back. Suddenly, I remembered how proud I was back when I graduated from high school, and the same recurrent feeling went surging …show more content…
We had a big, fancy, white wedding, and it was the wedding of my childhood dreams. I had a beautiful dress, with lace on the back with a skirt that poofed out. For our honeymoon, we decided to go travelling throughout Europe. We first flew to Santorini, Greece, where we spent the longest amount of time compared to everywhere else. It was the first time that I have ever been to Santorini, and the Mediterranean was extraordinary, with the turquoise waves gently foaming at my feet on the beach. We then moved into Italy, where we went to Florence, and then to Milan. From Italy, we moved onto France, where we began in Nice, and moved West towards Roquefort, and then North to Paris. France has always been one of my favorite places to go. The first time I went was in high school. I try to go someplace new every time, and this time, we decided to check out Roquefort, which is famous for their sheep’s cheese, and their wine. However, Nice has by-far always been my favorite place to go. Their fresh street markets, Mediterranean lifestyle, and lavish culture had always appealed to me. I have always been good at speaking French, and so going to the places where I can speak it is always a fun experience. From France, we travelled to the Netherlands, where we spent a few days exploring cities like Amsterdam. Then, we travelled by helicopter to Norway, which was our last destination. Here, we spent the next few days traveling