In order to be as cheesy as possible, I now quote Mr. John Travolta as Danny Zuko in the cult classic Grease: “It’s not the end, it’s only the beginning.”
Cue the Bee Gees.
Yes, it is true; this month’s column marks my last as the Weekend Reviews columnist. It’s been nearly three years since my first column ran, in which I discussed one of my favorite films of all time, “Breakfast at Tiffany’s.”
Since then, I have tried to find interesting topics and, more importantly, a unique voice of my own to express their significance and keep all of you reading my first attempts at journalism month after month.
Words cannot describe how grateful I am to have had such a great experience with this column. When I began writing for it September of my junior year of high school, I still wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to do with my life, and where I wanted to figure it out.
This column has seen me through some life changes, from graduating high school and my first year of college, to simply discovering new music and films that have impacted my life. I honestly would not be the same had I not had such a beneficial outlet for my thoughts and sarcasm.
It was because of this column, combined with my time working on our high school newspaper as writer and editor, that I decided to pursue journalism as a career in college. Over a period of three years, I was able to develop my own writing style and methods, learning ways of planning and organizing, as well as how many commas and parentheses you can use before a sentence becomes a full paragraph.
Each month, with the printing of my writing and name in a newspaper, I have collected the columns and pasted them in an album to use when I am out the “real world,” and to be able to look back upon with pride and remember my very first column.