

Is it real, am I really leaving...? Leaving the comfort of the library, the mountains, the BYU wards, Chatham Towne, endless precious memories, FM 100.3, friends and Sisi? Deep down I feel excited yet puzzled to go to the unknown. Deep down I'm grateful that I got exactly what I wanted to get out of my BYU experience and more. I took all the classes that I wish to take. I did all the summer opportunities that I wanted. I experienced a plethora of random jobs and most importantly I met the man of my life.
I came to BYU alone, scared and excited. Now I am leaving having made incredible friends, a little wiser and again excited. I'm glad this time I'm not leaving alone, but with the best life partner ever, and as he always says, to go conquer the world. L.A here we come! Oh beware!