All good things

eventually come to an end.

Yesterday, with the end of my last Art History seminar, came the end of my career as a Wellesley student. Well, there's still graduation, so let's not be too pessimistic. As I walked back to Stone-Davis I came across the a large group of students. Apparently, they had just come back from step-singing and were celebrating with a few members of the school's faculty, including Kris and John, the best dean a student could ever ask for. I'm going to miss him dearly.

After celebrating the last day of class with a few friends and toasting to our final days at Wellesley with rose champagne, I headed over to the science center with Christin to look for a little piece of the Wellesley bubble that was left all over campus. As part of Wellesley's tradition, each year the Senior Class Council leaves behind a trinket for the seniors to find. This year, they decided to use little bottles containing bubble mixture - the idea behind the bottle was that each graduating senior would take a piece of the Wellesley bubble with her. Awwwwww.

Well, each bottle contains the name of one of the members of the Senior class, and it is up to the student to find her name. Anyway, we spent about 20 minutes searching the entire building from top to bottom, and I was about to give up when Christin walked towards me with a huge grin on her face while she held up my bottle. ;p She ended up finding mine in one of the stairways that we had missed.

Then we walked over to Founders to find hers, which was conveniently located on the fourth floor of the building. Thus came the end of our senior hunt...Just one more thing to cross off from my 'things to do at Wellesley' list