My life's been pretty good this year. Now that I think about it there were quite a few milestones. Ring Dance finally happened. That was two years in the making. Mom and Dad came into town because my spot on the committee netted us all VIP status. Ring Dance is the weekend for the junior class where we all receive our class rings that are redesigned every year special for each class. It's one of Tech's oldest traditions and one of my proudest accomplishments in my collegiate career. The theme was "Mediterranean Voyage: A First Class Affair" (a title I personally coined). Friday night was a banquet night. The food was amazingly catered by a local company for anyone who chose to buy tickets and the whole audience was entertained by an improv comedy act. Saturday night is open to the whole school. This is basically a big prom-like dance with a ceremony thrown in the middle performed by the Corps of Cadets (since that's how the tradition started). My whole committee was recognized on stage and we got to kick off the big ceremony.

The New York Yankees came to Virginia Tech in the spring to play an exhibition game against our really awful baseball team. Tickets were handed out in a lottery and I did not get one. I literally woke up the morning of the game a sad little girl full of depression and jealousy. By some amazing twist of fate, my friend Karin called me 2 hours before the game and said one of her friends wasn't going to go and would give me her ticket. YEEEEES!!! I met up with one of my sorority sisters at the game and we clung to the fence all afternoon as the Yankees came out to stretch and warm up (if you can't see me in the photo look behind the tall girl. I'm holding the pink hat). She was so tall and so loud standing on that fence that they all heard and saw us. They couldn't help but be drawn to autograph our things first. I yelled to Giambi that I would be happy to volunteer to help him stretch, but he just laughed and waved back (yes, we were that close). By the time he came over to the fence to sign autographs, he came directly to me first and signed my hat before anyone else's. We're totally friends now.

Aside from Ring Dance and the Yankees in the spring, I celebrated a few other biggies. Still going strong with the boyf, David, over a year later. I lived in Charlotte (where he and the majority of Mom's side of the family live) this summer, where I got a really great internship with a PR firm and took a super easy math class at UNCC because I couldn't pass math at Tech, no matter how hard I tried. I sub-leased a girl's apartment who lived less than a mile from campus and worked as a pool monitor (not lifeguard) for money. It was a great summer and i certainly wasn't ready to go back to another year in Blacksburg.

It was fitting that the summer seemed to end right after my 21st birthday crab feast at the Nana's in Cornelius. Even though the liquor store that I lived literally right around the corner from taunted me all summer. David and I drove up to New York a few days after b/c rich big brother was kind enough to buy me Yankees tickets for my birthday. It was the first and last time both of us had been in the stadium, but hopefully we'll get to go to the new stadium sometime soon.

Senior Year started in a flash. I won't lie, I'm ready for it to be over. I'm tired of going to classes. I'm really ready to graduate and get into the real world. Shocker, I know. So if you know anyone in PR, give them my name. Mom said I should include that I'm the ombudsman for the school newspaper. Which basically means I take the heat from the public when the editorial staff messes up. I'm also winding down my term as Vice President of Chi Omega. Essentially, my responsibilities next semester will be much fewer. Thank God.