A Look Back at This Semester

It seems like just yesterday that I returned home from Washington, D.C., moved into my first apartment, and embarked upon my last Fall semester as an undergraduate. Sometimes, we all get so caught up in school, work, clubs, our social lives, our families, our relationships, and our daily to-do lists that, before we know it, an entire 16-week semester has passed us by.

If you read this post, you know that I love taking time to reflect. So, in the spirit of personal reflection, let’s recap this semester, shall we?

There were new beginnings…

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My bedroom in my new downtown apartment

And chapters closed…

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I turned 22…

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Oh, Zephyr Cove

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And caught up on much needed beauty sleep…

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There were surprises…

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Celebrations…

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And remembrances…

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In memory of the lives lost during the 9-11-2001 attacks

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There were big moments…

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Serving as the Chapter President for the College Republicans

With Reno's Mayor at the time, Bob Cashell

With Reno’s former mayor, Bob Cashell

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At the Nevada Governor’s Mansion before walking in the Nevada Day Parade

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With Nevada’s 2nd District Representative, Congressman Mark Amodei

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Presenting my “idea worth spreading” to the University of Nevada

Little moments…

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And sassy moments…

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There were group projects…

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Early morning classes…

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Long days at work…

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Long days in the library…

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And lots and lots of Starbucks…

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I spent far too much time with this guy…

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And not enough time with these guys…

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There were quiet indulgences…

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Christening my new apartment with a margarita

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And rambunctious ones…

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There were Sunday mornings in church…

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And Sundays watching football…

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There were campus events…

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Football games…

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Weddings…

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Festivals…

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Reno’s annual Italian Festival

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And birthdays…

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I added to my stuffed giraffe collection…

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And had a few good laughs…

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There were new places…

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Familiar faces…

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New friendships were formed…

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And apparently I took a selfie to commemorate it all!

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Looking back, I’m reminded of all the wonderful memories I made this semester. When all is said and done, I think this semester was a successful one, and maybe even one of my favorites. Clearly, I had a lot of happy moments, and I learned from my moments of doubt. I reminisced on the time I spent in D.C., and I made a little home in my new apartment. I must say, however, that my favorite part of this semester was being surrounded by such incredible people.

Now, I have one final semester of college to look forward to! Ahhhh, that feels so weird to say!

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What was your favorite part of this semester? Show or tell me on Twitter and I might retweet you!

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Missing Washington, D.C.

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All day Tuesday, I couldn’t help but think of my friends and co-workers in Washington, D.C. this summer. I spent the day dreaming about what the city was like in the hustle and bustle of Election Day. I couldn’t help but wonder how exciting it would be to be in the heart of our republic on Election Day.

When I first returned from Washington, D.C., everyone I knew wanted to ask my about my summer there. I’m sure it is no surprise that I loved talking about it, mostly because I loved being there. Everything about my experience this summer was so incredible: the people I met, the work I was doing, and the city itself. I still get asked to this day about my internship in Washington, D.C. this summer, and surprisingly, the thrill of discussing it has yet to wear off.

I tell everyone the same thing: that the city is not what you might expect. Sure, I had visited several times before on vacations, but this summer was my first taste of actually living in Washington, D.C. The quintessential East Coast city is lined with brick and marble buildings full of our nation’s rich history. People walk the streets, whether they are Hill staffers rushing to work, or tourists rushing to make their reservation at a museum. Everyone you see gives you a friendly greeting, whether you know them or not. At night time, federal buildings and street lights shine in the dark. People linger on the grass and in the shade, and enjoy the food carts lining the National Mall. Litter is non-existent, and the sights and sounds never get old.

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Washington, D.C. is full of young professionals, from recent college graduates to 30-somethings. Everyone is so driven and knowledgeable; it was nice being surrounded by people just like me. Everywhere I looked, I was surrounded by smart, sharply-dressed people, who chase exactly what they want, while exuding a blush-inducing amount of Southern charm. It was heaven.

From the vintage row houses on Capitol Hill, and the historic National Mall, to the darling shops in Georgetown, and the lovely rooftop brunch spots on Barracks Row, each district had something unique to offer. I spent my time exploring each corner of the city, and taking in all of the remarkable things the city has to offer.

While I love Washington, D.C. dearly, and I cannot wait until I move back, I also know that I only have so much time in college. With less than 200 days until my graduation, I need to ensure that I take in all that my university has to offer. Knowing what it’s like to graduate a school I’ve grown attached to, and how it feels to move away from close friends, it’s time I appreciate what I have here and now. Washington, D.C. can wait.

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Where are you dreaming of living after you graduate? Tell me on Twitter and I might retweet you!

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