Goodnight, and Good-Luck

(So I posted twice in a day...I'm behind)

Tomorrow is my last official day at the good, great College of Dupage. Though my year at COD has not always been the easiest of experiences, I have learned a lot, gained some college credits (that I think may transfer!!!), made some good friends, and over all survived (thus far, anyway). So, because COD was not too horrible, as less than horrible as it could possibly be I think, I feel that it is only necessary to pay tribute to the school which really never ruined me. To COD...

I like the way you're pencil sharpeners always work, and make sure my pencils sharp and pointy for optimum scantron taking efficiency. Not once did your pencil sharpeners fall apart nor did the top part that holds the shavings become unintentionally unscrewed.
I'm also quite fond of the completely random and slightly insane students you house. Your campus is more diverse than an international airport, and more languages can be heard in the hallways than in Wal-Mart on a Saturday afternoon. I've encountered men wearing children's costumes, women wearing cloaks, herds of fatties dressed in bumblebee costumes, and the like.
I'm partial to the way that even on a horrible day, when most are cranky, and all won't even look you in the eye there always seems to be just one person willing to hold the door open for you, smiling at you in the hallway, letting you cut in front of them in line in the cafeteria when you have a class in 5 minutes and are starving. I've met some of the meanest people in my life at the College of Dupage, and also some of the nicest.
It's also convienant how your hallways seem to have an everlasting supply of toilets. You were obviously thinking when you designed a place where a toilet is normally only around the corner from any given class, as I am a person who realizes she has to pee in the middle of the prof's lecture, and inevitably ends up dashing out the door about to pee herself after class is let out. If the only bathroom were down the hallway, I probably would have an accident. Fortunately, there is always, and I mean always one a few strides away. So thank you for preventing many an embarrassing accident on my behalf.

So, though I won't bid you goodbye officially for one more day, I do want to give you the credit you're do...that is...as long as the credits you've given me transfer to Judson in the Fall.