Remembering the good times

It seems like just yesterday me and my friend Phil were making our way up to State College from Altoona in the fall of 2006 for our first ever PSU football game as students. We had a 12 pack of beer, a grill, a pack of hot dogs and buns and plastic silverware and plates. That was it. Today, 4 years later, we had 3 tents, 8 cars, 4 grills and enough food and drinks to feed the United States for a month. We had evolved, but along the way we made tons of memories and have plenty of stories to share forever. Like the time I did pushups in the field or when a lady tore her ACL dancing. No matter the memory, the simple fact that we made them and remembered them is what truly matters. Today when I stood in the stands for my 28th and final home game of my student career and sang the Penn State alma mater, it was hard not to get choked up. Not just because it was the last home football game as a student for me, but because I was a senior and it was almost time for me to move on. I have made tons of friends and even more memories in my 4 years at Penn State, and I can't wait to go out with a bang next semester. The point though is to live in the moment every day because time flies by faster every year it seems. The friends and memories you make in college should be the best experiences of your entire life. Don't let anyone or anything hold you back from doing or accomplishing what you want out of it. When it is finally your turn to walk the walk and wear the cap and gown, do so knowing that you these were the greatest four years of your life, and they should be. When you look back years from now and remember all the good times, you'll know that it couldn't have been any better, because you can say 'i was there and it was the greatest adventure ever'. So let the good times roll. I know I have.