Four years ago, I was clueless, just leading my life.

Four years ago, I went to youth group every Wednesday, and had a crazy fun time.

Four years ago, I was finishing up a pointless, and hilarious, English video (which led me to my love of video editing); I was enjoying the recently-renewed Family Guy, and ate lunch in the science room.

Four years ago, I was enjoying Pixar’s newest movie: Cars.

Four years ago, I was stressing over what college I wanted to go to, and what it would be like when I got there.

Four years ago, I was leaving all of my friends and going into a new and frightening location.

Four years ago, I sat in Constitution Hall and walked a long walk across a stage, and turned a tassel.

Four years ago, I got my iMac, printer, surround sound system, and iPod Shuffle.

Four years ago, I spent my last “permanent” time at home, with my family and cat.

Four years ago, I visited Cal U, toured the Meteorology Lab, the old (now non-existent dorms), and many other buildings that are no longer around.

Four years ago, I was thrust into a new environment, not knowing anyone, and left to fend for myself.

Four years ago, I spent most of my time in my dorm room, playing video games and on my computer.

Four years ago, I was taking Intro to Meteorology; a naive little freshman who sat and played the class clown to try and combat his nervousness and shyness.

Four years ago, I went on a camping and rafting trip, meeting many new friends, and realizing I had picked the right college to go to.

Four years ago, my life changed…a lot, and now I’m being thrown quickly into the same situation.  With a month left until I graduate…again…I have no idea what to do.  A ton of work behind me, but still a ton ahead of me.  No idea where I am going in a month or what I will be doing.  Leaving everything and everyone I’ve known for the past four years, back into a new and different part of my life.

And even though the past four years have had their ups and downs (and more downs), I regret nothing.  It has been an interesting four years; it’s been nothing like I expected.  I could never have imagined myself being in the position I am right now four years ago.  I never thought I’d be so depressed…not wanting to leave.

So now I go on with my life, to do new and exciting things.  With the past four years being so much different from what I expected, who knows the the next four, eight, and twelve years hold.  I’ll meet new people, go more places, and hopefully will be happy.

And as I accept my degree, I will walk across, and never stop.