This weekend marked a couple of significant last moments of my time at Penn State. First was my last snowboarding class, by the way did I mention I was taking a snowboarding class? It was a pretty rough ride compared to last week when everything came together quite nicely. I got a few nasty bruises and my hip couldn't hurt any more than it did before riding, but of course it then did. I'm definitely pretty glad I got to spend the last six Saturdays doing that and actually learned something.

The other thing was THON. It was definitely the first Penn State tradition that really became a big part of my experience. It did irk me that I wasn't picked to dance (again) and part of that was probably my fault for being a person with commitments to anything and everything (except to another human being). I experienced this a little last year, the randomly seeing everyone I've met over the years and just reinforcing whatever connection I had to them (or catching up as some may call it) and of course whatever connection brought us to THON. I love that part of it because it could be someone who I've known since day 1 or someone I helped out just last week. This year more than the last three, tried so hard to pull the tears out seemingly making every reminder possible that the third weekend in February 2011 may not be the same as it had been since 2007. I'm convinced that I will make an attempt to dance as an alumni in the future, though hopefully sooner rather than later.

I can't believe Spring Break is less than two weeks away and that I'm spending it at home, but I really couldn't picture it any other way.

-Mikhail