Reading Greg Veis' article, "Desperate Leeches, Sentimentalists and Myrtle Beach (oh my!)," made me wonder about how much I will change during the next three years of my life at Duke. I went down to Myrtle for the first time last May, and yes, I was frustrated with the horrible rain, the lack of sun and the dirty beach. Nevertheless, though, I had a great time, to the point that I can say Myrtle will stay in my memory.
It's scary to think that Myrtle was such a negative experience to many seniors who went and that graduation was equaled with something as negative as death. I love my life at Duke, but isn't the point of all this to get ready for what comes afterwards? Recognizing the huge difference between my experience in Myrtle and seniors' experiences there last May makes me realize that new beginnings, filled with excitement and hope, make us live things in a new light. So, when I become a sad and desperate senior, I hope I remember that whatever I do my first year out of college will be as exciting as my first time in Myrtle.
Karen Udler
Trinity '06
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