I started my freshman year as a division I collegiate athlete. Rowing, however, did not fill the gap swimming left in me, so after two months of the most grueling workouts one could imagine (I have run every single step of Camp Randall, watching the sunrise with my teammates as we ran up and down the stairs in the morning), I decided to quit. I still regret not getting involved in something different, but it was difficult to find organizations and clubs to join two months into the school year.
Additionally, I started college off with (hopefully) one of the toughest schedules I'll have in my four years, including the class that will forever be the ever-so-darling death class. Fall semester was not all terrible, however, as I met some of the most amazing friends I could ever have. One of these friendships, in fact, developed entirely because of my probability class. As miserable as it was at times, I'm entirely thankful for all the opportunities I had and even more thankful for the people I met along the way.
This semester, in contrast, was likely the easiest semester I'll have. With no classes at all on Tuesdays or Thursdays, two Spanish classes, and two music classes, I was able to relax and enjoy the wonderful city and campus of Madison. Even with a ridiculously long winter, I spent countless nights laughing with friends, venturing out into below-zero weather to get Babcock ice cream, and even discovered the wonderful show that is Boy Meets World (6 seasons, 4 episodes in - I expect to be done within the month).
In what seems like a blink of an eye, I learned to live on my own, passed my first two actuarial exams, and met some lovely ladies who I hope will forever remain a part of my life.
Here's a picture from yesterday afternoon, the perfect ending to an unbelievable year.
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| Jumping into (a very frigid) Lake Mendota - May 15th, 2013 |
-Theresa
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