A lot of things that I didn't think would actually happen in fact have these past four years. I think most of you (seniors) have learned a little bit about who you want to be and if not, who you don't want to be. This is simply because I know I have. And I won't repeat it, since I basically did that in my Rose Festival speech, but Madison staff and students know that my experience here has highly influenced how I plan to lead my life. So, thanks. Now I am a little confused on how exactly I am supposed to say goodbye. Do I leave more advice? Do I reminisce? Am I supposed to thank more people? It has been easy in the past, it was just "see ya." Now, it's not the same. It's uncertain when I will see you next, any of you. So for closure, I will pack my last paragraphs published in The Constitution with Underclassmen hear me out, please don't wish away your years. In journalist Mary Schmich's 1997 column known as the "commencement address she would give if asked to give one," she stated "you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded." I would like to think that this is not entirely true, and that we take these years for all they are worth--or at least try to. I know it is easy to dismiss these thoughts, but I have hope especially for those of you actually reading this. So in the simplest form, live life happily. This goes for you seniors as well. Not that I should be giving you guys advice since I have plenty of room and time to learn it myself=; but let's promise each other not to worry too much. Let's make a pact not to be reckless with other people's emotions and not let others be reckless with ours. Let's always feel beautiful in our skin and accept ourselves as who we are. Let's be comforting and caring to those who both matter and don't matter. But most certainly, let's never forget where we came from. Congratulations class of 2009.