I could write an entire book on my past three years here, and because space doesn't permit, I won't. But my talk with Alexis just a few weeks ago reminded me that when I leave here in May, I'll take with me the best memories of my life. In the midst of too many hazy nights spent partying, I can recall some genuinely beautiful moments. Or closing my eyes and letting the sounds of Drake Choir wash over me during its performance at a New York City church last summer. I wouldn't trade a minute of my Drake experience, however bad, for anything in the world.
Relays is the sort of experience that, for better or worse, happens once a year.
As many of you already know, Street Painting is just the beginning of two really great weekends. Make the best memories you can, because someday soon you'll be leaving this place. And like myself, you might just wish you could do it all over again. Back to the opinion article list.