"Like a comet pulled from orbit, as it passes the sun... who can say if I have been changed have been changed for the better?"

In an effort to avoid studying I am posting on this blog, obviously this is not the best use of my time, but let's face it I am 22 (23 in a week) and working on my Masters degree, I might be able to handle finals. 

So for those of you not inimately familar with the daily happenings of 213RB let me give you a little run down. I am enrolled in a masters program at BYU (if you didnt know this much why are you reading this blog), there are only 13 students (plus Rusty) and we all share an office, or what we call "the lab". Over the last 8 months we have spent long hours in the lab, we have spent weekends, some have even spent the night (why, I dont know) but to put it mildly we have spent a fair amount of time together. Now the school year is winding down, we are done with finals wednesday and after that everyone will be heading their seperate ways for the summer. In some ways this is great, we are all going out to pursue our passions, and in our own ways to change the world, but in other ways it is sad. After 8 months of more than daily contact with these folks, with constant gmail chats (both in and out of class), jokes, frustration, a trip to DC, more pizzas than I can count, and three new babies, and more dating drama than a singles ward (fyi we dont date each other)it's a little sad to think that I wont see these people for the next 4 months. Granted I am thrilled to spend the summer in New York but still.  One of my classmates posted the following on our cohort blog. "Now, after long classes, seriously educational group projects, a few inappropriate comments by myself, and much more, I have made some great (hopefully lifelong) friends...Each one of you has contributed greatly to me making it this far and actually enjoying it. I hope I can return that favor to all of you in my own little way at some point along the way as well". Despite the sentimental message and how it goes against every fiber of my being I think I agree with him. 

It has been great, life changing and difficult, but a great experience. Before I started grad school one of my professors commented that the people she went to graduate school remained among her closest friends, I thought she was crazy (after all she thought I should get a Masters) I brushed off her comment thinking yeah right Rosemary, just because we go to school together doesnt mean we are actually going to like each other. Sadly (well not too sadly) she was right (which is almost always the case). 

*I tried to find a cheesy song to title this post (just for Pete) I think I may have succeeded. If you can guess the song title I will make you... some sort of baked good (assuming I have time and you live close)