So here I am at the end of a long journey. Four years after starting college, I’m wiser, more cultured and a little taller. I have been getting a barrage of questions like: “What are you doing after graduation?”, “Where will you be?” and “When can I get that money you owe me?” I don’t really have an answer to any of these questions. So I figured I’d take the time to reminisce about my favorite parts of college.

I can’t start a column without mentioning my passion — and that is talking with my friends about things that don’t matter at all. Even though it doesn’t matter who would win in a game of horse, Mikhail Gorbachev or Mao Zedong, it’s still really fun to speculate.

I can’t even begin to think of how many worthless questions my friends and I have gone through. Some of the classic questions include: “Who would win a fight, a flying shark or a flying crocodile?” and “Who would win in a fight, Star Wars or Star Trek?”

Another aspect of college that has occupied most of my time and thought has been my addiction to ultimate Frisbee. I joined LUFDA in the beginning of freshman year and have been an avid player ever since.

I don’t think its even possible to calculate what percent of my life in college was spent playing and thinking about ultimate. I probably think about it more than “Lost” — and that’s really saying something. Seriously, what is that smoke monster?

But along with just the sport of ultimate have been the irreplaceable moments with my teammates. Again, I can’t count the number of hours and amount of money spent playing in tournaments, throwing on the Library Lawn and listening to our captain, Dil, yelling at us. Even after all of it, I wouldn’t trade it for the skills of Lebron James, Pau Gasol and Ken Jennings combined.

Some of my other favorite moments have been doing incredibly immature things, like the time my friends and I built a giant snow penis on the library lawn freshman year. Another good memory was when another one of my friends put his caf tray in the silverware drop.

Even though it always seemed dumb at the time, in the end it was always worth it. Besides, being immature gives me really good stories to tell later.

With all the dumb things that I’ve done during college, I can still look to some of my classes and professors and add those to some of my favorite things. I especially thank Guy Nave and Richard Mtisi for opening up my eyes to South Africa and Terry Sparkes for feeding my interest in studying religious fundamentalism.

In fact, I would like to thank all of my professors for their insight and knowledge. Looking back, I can’t believe the scope of education that I’ve received. I’ve learned everything from different rhetorical methods to what happens when a star goes supernova.

All in all it’s been the most incredible four years of my life. Unfortunately, it always has to end, but I can look at it with no regrets and have come out a much better person.

So to everybody who isn’t graduating, enjoy it while you can because it goes fast.