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As I sit down to write this, though, none of those drafts feel right. There’s so much to say yet also nothing at all. How do you encapsulate four years of your life in 850 cohesive words?

Now, as a senior, my bittersweet reflection on the past four years has reminded me, yet again, how lucky I am that my life has led here, in part by years of dedication and hard work, in part by sheer dumb luck.

When I look back at my college experience, it’s the smaller activities I remember. I was enjoying talking with my friends; making a sweater on the Glade; baking a cake with my roommate for no other reason than I wanted to eat some cake. I was enjoying my life.

As I’m getting ready to say goodbye, it’s difficult to believe that the girl who walked through Sather Gate for the first time four years ago is the same person seeing it for perhaps the very last time now.

I am a very different person from freshman me. I am a natural continuation of freshman me. I am because of you.

I often think about how this was supposed to be our time together now that I was older. We won’t ever get to have these moments, but throughout this year, I sought to find ways I could replicate what would make him proud.

Crumpacker graduated from UC Berkeley with a degree in English in 1977. During his time on campus, Crumpacker was very involved with The Daily Californian, serving as sports editor.

The Daily Californian again distinguished itself as a top newspaper in the state, with several staff members taking home awards at the California College Media Association’s annual awards presentation March 11 in San Francisco. 

I never read my columns once they are published because I’m always afraid of discovering an unintended meaning in my words that I didn’t notice when I first wrote it. What if I come across as selfish, or cocky when writing my columns? What if they aren’t relatable at all?